Yesterday I found myself surprisingly ill with a case of the flu. Some vomiting, all over aches, crampy stomach, high fever. Bad enough that I tempted the wrath of my unforgiving director/head teacher and called in sick. So Marisa went to work at 9:30, informed Sunny Teacher that I was physically unable to come in (as Sunny had not yet seen my text to her explaining the situation) at which point Sunny had a freak out and called me to tell me that I had to go to the hospital for documentation and an “injection”. Over the next hour or so I received several more calls and eventually Mr. Yoo-the male counterpart to Dragon lady director-came to pick me up. I managed to get him to take me to an English speaking doctor in town that I’ve seen before, and we sat in the office for about 15 minutes, waiting for my turn amidst the other sickies. Because ya know, the best thing to do on the first day of an illness is to surround yourself with others who are also suffering from some kind of sickness. Anyway, the doctor’s official diagnosis was an inflamed stomach. Which doesn’t actually explain the achy stuff/high fever, but he told my boss I needed to rest and shouldn’t go to work, so whatevs. He prescribed me with the general Korean dosage of medicine (I’m tellin ya, Koreans love pills. Any slight cough or runny nose and the local pharmacist will have you taking a cocktail of 3 pills 3 times a day for several days. Overzealous I think, but that’s just my humble hippie opinion). So we stopped by the pharmacy next door, I picked up my 2 days worth of pills-6 pills, 3 times a day for 2 days-then Mr. Yoo took me home and told me “you, today, rest!”. I laid down, Skyped my mama for awhile and then noticed that I was actually feeling worse. I guess I should mention that I initially had no intention of taking all those pills. My mind was changed by about 2 o’clock, when I was basically immobile due to my discomfort. I couldn’t even enjoy my sick day and mostly just laid around on my back moaning in pain every once in awhile. Lame. So around 2 o’clock I took the first dose of meds. Eventually Jon came over after work and brought me porridge. I managed to eat about two spoonfuls of that. Then I took Nyquil (bought in America, thank goodness I brought it) and passed out hard by 10:15 or so. I slept till this morning, when I awoke feeling MUCH better than expected, but still didn’t want to go to work. Unfortunately taking another sick day wasn’t really much of an option after all the hullaballoo yesterday, so I bundled up-it’s gotten effin cold over here, 15 degrees today!-and headed off to Reading Town.
I was somewhat excited for today because it marked our first field trip since the dreaded swine flu took over Korea…so that was in September, I believe. It’s been far too long, and today we took the kids to a University about an hour away to watch an English language musical starring Korean children. I was intrigued, to say the least. The production itself was hilarious. All of the dialogue and songs were lip-synced, so that led to a lot of little kids opening their mouths and no words coming out, or even better, not opening their mouths at all when words were heard on the speakers. I was told later on that everything was pre-recorded by the cast before hand because of their age. They did a great job-some were soooo cute!-but it still would have been nice to hear them actually speak English during the show.
The OTHER, more amusing part of the performance came from the completely unrelated and definitely illegally used tunes that were either sang or used as background. So much was sampled-ABBA, The Little Mermaid, Pirates of the Caribbean, High School Musical, and Josh Groban, just to name the ones I can remember. And this wasn’t a modern story being told. The story was a tale of a young princess in Korea a long time ago whose father told her when she was a child that if she continued to cry then she would have to marry the village idiot. When she grew up, her father the King, tried to marry her off, but she refused all her suitors because she thought she was meant to marry the idiot. Her father banished her. She found the idiot, married him and turned him into the greatest general in all of Korea (this part of the play involved a child Korean army fighting a child Mongol army-awesome). When this great general was introduced to the King, he introduced his wife-the King’s daughter-and all was well again. And then buh-bam! They were singing “We’re all in this together” from High School Musical. The end! The musical also included some traditional Korean fan dancing, traditional drumming-with kids and adults in that one-and a traditional glowstick-rave scene.And you thought glowsticks were modern, how wrong you were! Amusing to say the least. And definitely better than teaching all day.
Here are some pics of my babies on the bus to the show.
Now it’s Friday night and I’m home alone, attempting to knock out this little flu. Tomorrow we are hosting a white elephant gift exchange at our place. I was going to bake some of my grandma’s traditional iced sugar cookies, but I’m not planning on that now. Nothing says Christmas cheer like handing out treats laced with germs! Let’s hope people are happy enough with vino and perhaps some egg nog. It will be the middle of the day, after all.