Regular check up

I met my doctor today for a regular check up. After the last treatment I have a regular check up every 3 months, this is the 3rd regular check up since the last radiation.

My taxi picked me up at 9:40, it was booked 9:30 and finally at the hospital at 12:10. My scheduled time was 1:00 PM so I still had time to have lunch. I ate at the hospital restaurant and I ordered fried mackerel with spinach sauce and a little sallad from the sallad bar.

I registered at Oncological ward and waited for my doctor that came and fetch me some minutes after 1:00 PM. We talked about the developments on my recovery and she examined me internally. It’s always uncomfortable to be examined this way but I am used to it now and she is a woman so it is easier than if I had a man doctor. She was also assisted by a lady nurse so the check up was done very smooth and at 1:30 PM I was finally out from the ward.  I got another medical prescription.

I booked for a taxi home and it would pick me at 2:30 PM. It came on time but then I had to leave the taxi because the driver would extend his working hours if he would drive me far to our residence. It’s now 2:30 PM and it will take him about 5 hours to and fro and he is working until 6:00 PM only.

Another taxi picked me up before 3:00 PM and I got a phone call from the booking office that it was not the right vehicle and then I had to get off from the taxi again. Oh my! what is this? After a while I got a call from the same taxi driver that I can hop in again and he would drive me home. I said “is it real now?” so I won’t be getting off once again. After the driver had sort out this mistake with the booking office we are finally on our way. Ten minutes later, another taxi driver called me and said that he was waiting for me outside the main entrance. I said I am already on my way with another taxi and the booking office called me once again and sort things out.

Oh so difficult! So it can go with multi cultural society, sometimes they don’t understand each other.

At home at last at 5:45 PM just in time for our political party’s barbecue.

 

Published by queenkeandra

I am a swedish citizen with asian origin, lives in Sweden, entrepreneur, accountant, fashion designer, dressmaker, professional interpreter and translator and from year 2014, I also became a local politician with some assignments from the local government. I moved to Sweden after marriage with a Swedish national in 1986. Two years later we got a son followed by a daughter after 21 months. Satisfied with life in fact, I guess I got all I wished for, it feels I have everything. Being married is not just a bed of roses, the roses have thorns also and you can get it at times but we’ve always been doing pretty good. Kinder and better husband I do not think I can get, everyone has their flaws and life becomes easier if you can accept them. I’m not a perfect person either. I became a grandmother quite young, only 45 years old, was a little skeptical at first but then I loved to be one. Now I am already a grandmother of two, a boy and a girl of 20 months between them, such a great feeling, it feels like it was a replay of my life. When I have both of them at home, it feels like I was young again and is the mother of small children. I can not explain but so damn good it is. When I moved to Sweden I knew nothing about the country, but now it feels like I’ve always lived here. I speak Swedish better than my native language, better in Swedish grammar than my husband, it may sound strange but it’s true. I dream even in Swedish. I hang out with many Swedes, have worked and still working in Swedish companies. I go to the Swedish church though I am a Roman Catholic. We believe in the same God anyway. I’ve adapted pretty well in Swedish society. I think I have to adjust to that country I moved to, not the country or its citizens to adapt to me. Sweden has no responsibility whatsoever that I wanted to move here so I could not demand anything else, but now a citizen, I think I have the right as any other native Swedes. I pay taxes and do my duties as a citizen. I think I am a good role model and a loyal citizen and can fight for my new country.

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