Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Temporary Casts, Permanent Mental Scars
In the past future, I fractured a piece of my hand. Of course, on Sunday's the OutPatient Care Unit is closed in Chinese hospitals. So...to the ER. To put it lightly, the ER is like a deleted scene from Jacob's Ladder. Blood, yelling, bones, general chaos and no one waits in line. They just yell and run. And yell.
I had a great conversation with with an older man.
Older Man: In America, everyone is rich. Everyone has two cars and a job.
Me: Wow. That sounds amazing where is that America?
Older Man: What?
Me: Huh?
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