Sunday, January 6, 2008

A trip to emergency and other fun outings in Bangkok

Yesterday at the end of my post I said that I wasn't feeling too well. Last night I spent the night vomiting, and suffering from severe vertigo, a problem I first encountered about 18 months ago which my doctor said may be related to my tinnitus. I haven't suffered a vertigo attack in about 16 months so I didn't think that there was any reason to bring my tablets with me, na, get tablets and bring them with me.
But I had been getting pretty bad tinnitus when I was back in Dublin, which should have alerted me, but then again after such a long time i thought that the first attack was an anomaly and my specialist thought so too (quack). It wasn't. I lay in bed last night and today for about 16 hours. I didn't know what to do, could I even go to the doctor? Could i just go to the pharmacy and get my meds? Should i go home? was this going to stop? Was this the end of my travels; so quickly after coming back? I decided to go to the doctor, I staggered like a stoned up drunk to reception in my hotel and said that I needed to see a doctor,
Before I could say copkunka, I was whisked into a taxi and brought to Bangkok Christian hospital, there they gave me a number and I sat in casualty as the walls around me spun in an anti clockwise direction. A free acid trip, I arrived at 3.15 and I had to wait until 3.23 to be seen to and I was out of there with my vertigo tablets at 3.45. Beat that first world country Ireland!
I'm okay now and ready to go onwards and upwards but it wasn't nice to be ill in a far away country with no one for company except Nini who after all is a drug addled stuff toy and crack whore who can only speak Mandarin.


This is my third time in Bangkok, I am counting the 15 hour lay-over just before Christmas, so okay my second. It's just crazy, it makes a trip to Amsterdam feel like a trip to Sunday school. There is I have to say, and I hope I am not coming across as being prudish, a tonne of sleaziness that is just hard to stomach. I don't care at all what people want to do in there private lives, but the optimal word here is private, here everything is just so out there, and the Thai ladies even in there late 20s look so young one can't but believe that that's the real reason a lot of the tourists are here. And I wonder how would the King, so loved by his people really feel if he came down here and saw his subjects prostituting themselves for a couple of baht? But I am in a quandary, because another part of myself thinks that this is all okay, isn't it better to be out in the open than hidden away and illegal like in lots of western places, I don't know but it makes for great people watching.

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