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akujunkanThanks to everyone who commented on the God damn post the other day. As it turns out, I ended up spending 26 of the last 48 hours asleep, and it seems to have helped. I've done loads of wash today, and even after two runs through my (admittedly not western-quality but high quality by Japanese standards) washer, the outline of my body still remains in my fuzzy comforter like some weird Shroud of Turin imitation.
Yesterday afternoon, having not really eaten anything in three days (a function of being nauseated by the texture of food which I couldn't smell or taste), I decided that desperate measures were in order and squirted half a tube of wasabi paste down my throat. Surely, I thought, This will clear my sinuses up.
For all I could tell, I could have been eating damp sawdust.
So I popped down to a nearby Chinese pharmacy.
"I need something for a cold," I said with rotten I-have-a-cold pronunciation.
Oh, check that out, my mind said, Aren't those boxes of Vicks on the counter?
"Oh, thank goodness you speak Japanese!" the woman behind the counter exclaimed.
"Oh, I've studied for awhile now," I told her.
Huh. Didn't think they sold Vicks in Japan, went the mind.
"Well what are you looking for?"
I knew Nyquil was out of the question, but aren't they basically the same thing?
"I can't seem to smell or taste anything, and although I feel much better than I did a few days ago--" Or has the law been changed? Maybe Vicks doesn't have the same active ingredients? "--it's making it hard for me to eat."
The woman asked a few more questions about my symptoms, which I answered, strangely bemused the whole while by the colorful boxes of Vicks on the counter.
"Can you drink powder?" she asked me.
"You mean like powdered medicine? Oh yeah, that's no problem," I told her.
Wow, there's several kinds of Vicks for sale, no less.
The woman headed to a shelf and got out several tinfoil packets of powder which she carefully placed inside a paper bag labeled with the incomprehensible Chinese name of the medicine, then handed to me. I paid.
"Think it'll actually work?" asked the friend who'd come along for the ride.
"I think so," I told him. "I can't imagine that pre-western Chinese medicine was all snake oil. And hey - I just realised I could have asked for Vicks."
He boggled at me for a moment. "You didn't notice it? It's right there on the counter in front of you!"
"Yeah, I noticed it. I just didn't quite...make the connection."
"They have Contact too," he informed me, holding up the box. Oi.
I then proceeded to show up to teach my Japanese lesson an hour early (the guy was still at work at the time), and so spent a nice fifty minutes chilling with his roommates. OTOH, he was extraordinarily hung over for eight at night, and it's entirely possible that the mixup was not my fault at all, so there.
But in good news, the powder medicine worked wonders. A few minutes after my first cup, my senses of smell and taste returned. I celebrated by eating a bunch of fruit and a large bowl of ramen. Life is good.
That will be all.
Yesterday afternoon, having not really eaten anything in three days (a function of being nauseated by the texture of food which I couldn't smell or taste), I decided that desperate measures were in order and squirted half a tube of wasabi paste down my throat. Surely, I thought, This will clear my sinuses up.
For all I could tell, I could have been eating damp sawdust.
So I popped down to a nearby Chinese pharmacy.
"I need something for a cold," I said with rotten I-have-a-cold pronunciation.
Oh, check that out, my mind said, Aren't those boxes of Vicks on the counter?
"Oh, thank goodness you speak Japanese!" the woman behind the counter exclaimed.
"Oh, I've studied for awhile now," I told her.
Huh. Didn't think they sold Vicks in Japan, went the mind.
"Well what are you looking for?"
I knew Nyquil was out of the question, but aren't they basically the same thing?
"I can't seem to smell or taste anything, and although I feel much better than I did a few days ago--" Or has the law been changed? Maybe Vicks doesn't have the same active ingredients? "--it's making it hard for me to eat."
The woman asked a few more questions about my symptoms, which I answered, strangely bemused the whole while by the colorful boxes of Vicks on the counter.
"Can you drink powder?" she asked me.
"You mean like powdered medicine? Oh yeah, that's no problem," I told her.
Wow, there's several kinds of Vicks for sale, no less.
The woman headed to a shelf and got out several tinfoil packets of powder which she carefully placed inside a paper bag labeled with the incomprehensible Chinese name of the medicine, then handed to me. I paid.
"Think it'll actually work?" asked the friend who'd come along for the ride.
"I think so," I told him. "I can't imagine that pre-western Chinese medicine was all snake oil. And hey - I just realised I could have asked for Vicks."
He boggled at me for a moment. "You didn't notice it? It's right there on the counter in front of you!"
"Yeah, I noticed it. I just didn't quite...make the connection."
"They have Contact too," he informed me, holding up the box. Oi.
I then proceeded to show up to teach my Japanese lesson an hour early (the guy was still at work at the time), and so spent a nice fifty minutes chilling with his roommates. OTOH, he was extraordinarily hung over for eight at night, and it's entirely possible that the mixup was not my fault at all, so there.
But in good news, the powder medicine worked wonders. A few minutes after my first cup, my senses of smell and taste returned. I celebrated by eating a bunch of fruit and a large bowl of ramen. Life is good.
That will be all.
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on 2005-02-27 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-27 02:32 pm (UTC)take care!
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on 2005-02-27 02:58 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-02-27 06:10 pm (UTC)Glad you're feeling better! We'll have to figure out a better way for me to send those BL games, since yousendit apparently hates me.