Day 13: Hospital Visit

A hospital bed is a parked taxi with the meter running.

Groucho Marx

If you call watching Madea on the Run and Gradians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 working, then I did plenty. (Of course, I did these things when I got back to my hotel). Today was one of my easiest days because I simply sat at my computer (like always) and drafted a few blogs before going home. Simple. But before I left, I rented a bunch of camera equipment because the weekend is coming up, and projects need to be completed.

Since I had nothing better to do once I got back to my hotel, I decided to share the edited video I completed with the group. That’s when one of my Professors told me my friend – the one who fractured her nose running into a wall – was in the hospital. So, I decided to go visit her with a few other people.

When I got there, I went straight to the elevators and noticed a number missing. The number 4. Apparently, this number represents death in Korea and Japan. They don’t like the number 4 because its pronunciation is similar to the word “death.” So, I thought that was very interesting. We don’t want anyone dying.

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Anyway, we said hi to my friend and had a ton of laughs with her. The nurses and doctors can barely speak English, so they were trying to explain to her what they were going to do. One nurse asked her “How do you know your blood type?” Confused, my friend responded, “My parents told me.” The nurse shook her head and said, “No. How do you know your blood type?” Later, we figured out she was trying to ask WHAT her blood type was.

After watching a few Korean shows, we decided to have a little fun by throwing a short hospital fashion show for snapchat. We tied up my friend’s baggy hospital clothes into a crop top, rolled up her sleeves and her pants legs and had her strut through the room like she was on a runway. We were laughing so loud; the nurse came back in a told us to be quiet. (It seems like we get shushed everywhere we go).

When it grew dark, it was time to leave. I said goodbye, wished her luck on her surgery, and went back to the hotel only to stay up until 12:30 chatting with other friends.

(You know, it just crossed my mind that my boss could be reading my blogs XD).

(For photos and videos, go to my Flickr and YouTube account).

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