Travelers Nightmare! Day 3 - I slept a lot better last night; didn’t wake up every hour or even toss and turn. I think I am already used to the hard surfaced bed and my body is confused as to why it is aching, whether it’s from the hour and a half massage or the hard bed. Regardless, the pain doesn’t bother me anymore. Woke up today at 6 am and shortly after the boy knocked on the door and gave me my morning medicine. I now understand why Ayurvedic medication isn’t supported worldwide, it’s simply disgusting. One of the medication given to me is black in color and tastes bitter. I asked the boy how it tastes, he chuckled and replied, like candy; asshole lied to me. He can barely speak English but knew exactly how to lie to me and get me to drink this concoction that tasted like gin, whiskey and vodka mixed together added with some black coloring to confuse the patients. Again, with much time to spare, I slowly took my morning bath scrubbing every inch and making sure I got all the oil off my body from the night before. Turned on the tv and my favorite childhood movie was playing, Home Alone 2: Lost in New York. Watched tv for about 30 minutes and not to my surprise, the light went out and I was stuck staring at the black screen for minutes hoping it would magically start playing the movie from exactly where I left it (I miss my DVR). At 10, a nurse came into my room and checked my blood pressure; 130 over 80. This is still gibberish, or Tamil, to me. The head doctor came into the room and sat on my bed while I was working on my computer. Along with the doctor came the 2 female doctors and the 2 boys who gave me my oil massage yesterday. Dr Vasudeva asked me how my day went yesterday and later mentioned that beginning tomorrow I will start intense oil treatment… what the hell did we do yesterday then?! I am almost afraid to find out what he means but I am sure it’s for my own good. The Dr and I spoke for just over a minute about my duration at the clinic and how long he thinks it will take for me to be cured. He claims 6 months and I will be in much better condition than what I started with. - Had one of the scariest moments of my life today away from home. The SIM card is still NOT working, so I asked the boy to take my phone and find out how much longer until I get my phone activated. I mean it has been 24 hours since I made the payment and it shouldn’t take this long. If this were America, I would call the phone company and complain and get free service for a month or something but I guess things just don’t work that way here. The boy took my phone and asked to take a copy of my visa. I didn’t have a copy of my visa and told him to take my passport and make a copy of the visa to the market instead of my passport; I don’t trust anyone in India with my American Passport. I waiting for about 2 minutes and noticed the boy hadn’t returned, so I went downstairs to look for the boy. I asked the nurses working if they had seen the boy and no one seemed to know where he went. Worried that something might happen, I quickly thought of the only place where the boy could’ve gone, the market. I ran outside without anyone’s permission, and headed straight to the market by myself. I made the right turn towards the market and didn’t see the boy standing at the cell phone store. Asked the lady in gibberish/sign language if she had seen the boy and she pointed at the store across the street and said “there he went.” Walked to the store where she had pointed, but didn’t spot the boy. Now I am freaking out! Without my passport, I am an illegal alien in this country. The boy basically has something that could be worth thousands or even lacks of rupees in India and most importantly, I have no way of returning back to America without the passport. Lost and not knowing what to do, I started walking back to the clinic hoping the boy would just show up. As I got closer to the clinic I spotted the boy walking back to the clinic. Thank god! I whistled and got the boys attention and told him “this is my life, without this I am no one.” I know he didn’t understand me but I think the fact that I ran after him and looked for him in the market got his attention and I might have gotten point across. Back in the room, I put all my money my uncle gave me along with my passport and the letter from the Indian Embassy in my suitcase where I know it’s not easily reachable. Definitely not letting anybody hold my passport every again, especially someone who can’t speak English, Hindi or Punjabi. Turned on the tv and Titanic was playing. But of course, as soon as I got comfortable, the light went out and I was stuck playing cards by myself and later started typing on the computer. It was time for the oil massage, and today I was prepared for what was to come. So I grabbed my towel and bar of soap and headed downstairs to the treatment room. I walked into the room, immediately got undressed, wrapped the tiny cloth around my waist and got ready for the oil massage. How was the massage today you ask? It was just as uncomfortable as the first day, but at least I knew what was to come. I sat up, laid down, tossed and turned before the boys directed me simply because I wanted to get out of the treatment. Done with the massage I took my bath and quickly got back to my room and laid in bed because I was tired from the days adventures. Dinner was served at 730 pm; lemon rice with some sort of yellow daal. I still don’t know the names of all these Indian foods and I’ve been eating them my whole life. Maybe one day I will learn, but it’s probably not going to happen today. One of the boys who gave me my daily oil treatment came into my room and informed me that tomorrows treatment will begin at 7 am. What The Hell. WHY! 3 PM worked perfectly with my busy schedule and now I HAVE to wake up at 6 am and be mentally prepared for my ‘intense” oil treatment therapy. Wish me luck because my stomach is always uneasy in the mornings and I don’t know how I will be able to lay for an hour and half through this new treatment in the morning when I know my problem is the worst as soon as I wake up. UGH! Goodnight!
Posted on: Wed, 28 Aug 2013 15:46:51 +0000
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