Today was very interesting. It started out with a doctors appointment for me for a chronic condition that requires IV medication each month. Ken decided to go with me since this is such an important thing to get straight before we arrive. We talked about my condition of course but we also discussed Expats and her opionion of discipline of expat children, how people were not very nice, ie stuck up, in only one part of town and also discussed other hospitals and their lack of quality products. The appointment started at 9:15 and we talked to the doctor until 10:15. Then she asked if we could stay for a few minutes while she saw another patient. About 10:30 she came back out and called the head of nursing, the head of insurance and the head of the pharmacy to introduce us to them. The head of pharmacy was not in however the other two came to her office and discussed my issues and the complications they would need to help us with to get my medicine and get it administered at that hospital. We finally left at about 11 with cards from all of them. Hopefully this means we will get this all to work out.
We have been told to make sure you get a good driver when you come to India. Your driver is your lifeline. We decided today that it is indeed of most importance to get a good driver. The one we had today was horrible. He took us to the wrong place, twice. Both time he insisted he knew where we were going but really had no idea. We even passed one of the places and he did not realize it. I had to tell him to turn around and go back. I know it is always dangerous on the roads in India, however, he was a poor driver by India standards. I am thankful neither of the two buses hit us.
I will post more later on our next days adventure.
We have been told to make sure you get a good driver when you come to India. Your driver is your lifeline. We decided today that it is indeed of most importance to get a good driver. The one we had today was horrible. He took us to the wrong place, twice. Both time he insisted he knew where we were going but really had no idea. We even passed one of the places and he did not realize it. I had to tell him to turn around and go back. I know it is always dangerous on the roads in India, however, he was a poor driver by India standards. I am thankful neither of the two buses hit us.
I will post more later on our next days adventure.
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