Living overseas means always looking for cultural experiences. And spending the night in the hospital is one of those that you don’t look forward to checking off the list but it definitely counts as a cultural experience. Up until tomorrow (when I will be having my gallbladder out and be spending the night at Hollywood Hospital here in Perth), I’ve only ever spent the night in one other hospital as an adult. And it was indeed a cultural experience because I was in Ghana.I was hospitalized for malaria and can’t remember now if it was one night or two or three but I recovered well enough and went on to hike, find rainbows, chase waterfalls and generally enjoy myself for the rest of my semester abroad (although this picture I think was taken in Togo). I don’t have too many memories of the hospital other than they left the lights on all night, everyone else in my shared room had family coming in to visit and take care of them, the hospital provided beans and cooked plantains for my meals and when I left, I paid for the whole bill with just what cash I had in my wallet (which wasn’t much).And now we’re in Australia, we’re still finding rainbows and tomorrow I will be comparing my hospital experience to the one I had a little over 10 years ago in Ghana. I’ll let you know about the lights and the shared room. But I’m pretty certain I won’t be fed beans and plantains. And I’m 100% sure that I won’t be able to pay for the bill with the cash I have on hand. I’m thankful for credit cards and insurance.
Even though this is a pretty routine surgery, I still appreciate your prayers. Please pray for no complications and a quick and easy recovery.