I went to the Korean Doctor's yesterday, a weekend of eating nothing and coughing my guts up had not made a dent in my cold/flu/soon to be apocylptic virus. My boss, Kyle held my hand for me. I went into the doctor's examining room and he had this immense many tiered shelf thing in a sort of pryamidal shape. Starting small at the top with various steel implements glinting then getting larger to the base where various tubes and bowls sunken into the shelf and steel objects, all pointy and sharp and plier like. To examine me he put on a massive proper mad scientist in the old hollywood movies magnifying glass complete with large steel supporting strap for round his head and large shiny steel disc.
It was about this time that I found out what some of the implements were for. With one, he held my tongue so he could examine my throat and he used two tiny pliers to hold open each nostril so he could get a good old look. Then he sprayed some mystery foam up each nostril and down my throat, ha ha, the point of the hoses I thought and also Aargh what did you do? What was that? After that I got an injection from the nurse and had a session of breathing therapy. They take you to this booth with various machines on the wall, one which looks like a hairdryer but with a massive red light on the end, some other tubey contraption and the gas mask section where you breathe in and out through a mask and they pump you full of some extra good air or treatment. Kyle got my drugs for me from the pharmacy, the prescription packet has teddy bears on it, playing piano and having a picnic, the Koreans it seems are a nation in love with cute. He also bought me a couple of bottles of some ginseng extract drink which is really strong tasting but very good for you and later the Korean equivalent of chicken noodle soup which is like a beef rice pudding and it was magic and comforting.
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