Last day

The last day, that is, before we catch our flight.

Rosalie and I spent the night in the hospital. She had a nice comfy bed and I had to sleep on the couch. I thought she was being selfish but she pointed out that she was the one with the nine stitches. I saw her point and let her have her own way as usual.

During the night I had to help her to the bathroom, I had to unplug her monitoring equipment for her antibiotic drip before taking her there and hoped that the alarm didn’t go off and alert all the staff to come running.

In the morning, she had to have a shower. She said she would wait until we got to the hotel but they insisted. I needed to help her so we had a few fun minutes getting her all soaped up and rinsed off without hurting her wound.

At about 10:30 in the morning the doctor showed up, but Rosalie was in the bathroom (again). So he said he would be back in a short while. After about half an hour he came back and declared her good to go. Then we waited again for a nurse to come and take the IV out. I offered to do it but she said “no!”. I don’t know why as we would have gotten back to the hotel quicker.

After about another hour her IV was removed, we got her dressed and proceeded to the public relations office for all our paperwork and the final bill. Surprise, surprise! They said that they were refunding us $100 USD. I almost fainted. The final bill came to $3,386 CDN, which, with a bit of luck, we can get some refunded by BC Med. We are still ahead of the game as for the four years we have stayed for six months, we would have paid close to $12,000 for travel medical insurance. We had planned for this.

The service in the hospital was great. The emergency area was practically empty compared to Canadian hospitals. The food was great and the staff, doctors and nurses were very efficient and most spoke some English.

The administrator called for a taxi and we finally got to our hotel. As we were checking in, I realized that I had left Rosalie’s Temporal card at the hospital. The hotel concierge told me that the hospital was only a ten-minute walk away so I decided to hike it. It was at least twenty minutes and there was not a scrap of shade. I took a taxi back!

That evening we had arranged to meet up with some friends Cathy and Al. After a few drinks in our room, we went to the marina to a restaurant that they knew. We had a great meal and the street entertainment was a lot of fun.