I had a second visit with a doctor. My sore throat came back, and this time I had lots of sneezing to go with it. The doctor said it was allergies and prescribed me an antihistamine. Marc is sending me a care package (yay!), and over-the-counter medication will be included. I won't be able to get more meds here without a prescription, which requires a $47 consultation, so the care package will be very welcome. The allergy pills I got after my last doctor visit helped a lot, and I'm feeling much better. I hear the pollen in Sevilla is pretty bad during the spring, so I'll brace myself.
We did an interesting exercise in Semantics, matching occupations with how people of those occupations might define love, using contextual clues. It's like one of those forwarded email jokes describing how different famous people answer "Why did the chicken cross the road?" Somewhere along those lines. It'd take me too long to type the entire thing in both Spanish and English, so I'll just put my English translation in here. I thought it was funny.
Profession - Definition of Love
Nun: It's something celestial, because it arrives until the soul. [Didn't quite get the translation of this one...]
Military man: It's the best way to combat an enemy of the opposite sex.
Teacher: It's something instructive, because it teaches all and learns a lot. It's a very educational relationship.
Electrician: It's a phenomenon because, with time, it is able to "dar la luz" [meaning both give light and/or give birth].
Mathematician: It's an operation in which you look for the complementary number. The pair is the sum of two people.
Engineer: It's the most important scientific project that you can design in your life.
Doctor: It's a sickness, then it always ends in bed.
Economist: It's an inversion: some times you can win, other times lose.
Chef: It's a marvel to find the most adequate ingredients for each dish, to cook to a slow fire and avoid burning.
Photographer: It's an art, because in its poses is the quality.
In dog news, Mercedes says Lisa's not pregnant yet. I don't know if she can really tell or not, but she doesn't think I'll get to see the puppies before I leave. I hope she's wrong, but we'll see what happens. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Friday, March 6, 2009
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