tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8018311341701044333.post5046134472329385389..comments2024-03-25T20:06:01.587-04:00Comments on Novel Adventurers: A Taste of Traditional Chinese MedicineSupriya Savkoorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10854983392374596718noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8018311341701044333.post-56439800656305667372013-06-05T03:58:58.088-04:002013-06-05T03:58:58.088-04:00Thanks for the comment, Jenni! Those are some amaz...Thanks for the comment, Jenni! Those are some amazing stories. I hope your friend's leg was fine, and that your Dad's dental work went well!Beth Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17031541691465414293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8018311341701044333.post-43642470634243490002013-06-04T12:32:43.977-04:002013-06-04T12:32:43.977-04:00Beth, I laughed out loud at your self-diagnosis. D...Beth, I laughed out loud at your self-diagnosis. Dr. Google is imperfect, at best! I have done the same thing though. :D<br /><br />Luckily being under the umbrella of the foreign service, we were usually seen by an embassy doctor growing up. But I had friends who weren't so lucky. One of the worst experiences I knew of was a friend who had a serious motorcycle accident in Pakistan. When I visited him in the hospital, it was an education. His leg was not set properly, and I think when he was flown back to Germany after it stabilized, he had to have it re-broken. <br /><br />My dad always tells about having to have some dental work done when he was in Uganda. The missionary dentist, whose office was located in the heart of the red light district, said a prayer before working on my dad that neither of them would contract AIDS in the process. Very sobering.Jenni Legatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14293328492974784160noreply@blogger.com