I took an afternoon off to go visit the hospital because if not people will kill me (including big sis and students).
One of my coworker was nice enough to take me to Bei Da 3rd hospital (Beijing University 3rd hospital) because he was familiar with it. I was actually in that same hospital almost 4 years ago for different reason. I was there the first time for blood test when I was allergic to Beijing in the most literal sense. Now, I'm back for a sprained ankle. It's like a horrible anniversary to say the least. This time it was a lot better because I went to a different section specifically for bones, but lets not get ahead of myself.
My mode of transportation thanks to my friend was a bike! He rode up to the apartment and was like tada! He had a giant smile on his face and was like this will be our transportation to the hospital! Isn't this exciting?! Let me tell you--this would be my 2nd time on a bicycle in Beijing and it terrifies me to no end! 1st time was from subway station to get some duck at my friends' area and now to the hospital..All I could keep thinking was please don't let me stay at the hospital for a serious injury due to biking there....
As we started to bike, within 5 mins, it started to pour! We had to hide under a bridge until it stopped a bit and continued our way. Almost half way there it really started to pour all over again. This time we hid under a giant umbrella by the side of the road...It was not a smart thing to bike that day apparently.
Eventually we made it to the hospital and I proceeded to go through the process of a Chinese hospital. Pay for card/fee, go to see doc, consults and do other things like xray..pay for xray...wait.. come back for xray... wait for doctor consult again with xray and pay for med and get fee back for card once returned.
The doc wanted to plaster me up in a cast! Hell no! I'll rest when the kids are gone but I ain't going around Beijing with a cast on my feet.
After the whole situation was dealt with, we biked back again to the school and of course it was raining but this time we said fuck it and rode in the rain. It was really soothing when cars/buses weren't trying to run you down.
Wished I was in Beijing more to actually start appreciating the bike culture here.
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