Mugged In Kazakhstan,Part 2-The Hospital
Now comes the strange trip to the hospital. As I had spent the first night in a hotel my employer took me the next afternoon. Of course you get in and they ask to get an x-ray. Since I had hurt my shoulder the day before, they put me on the table and it felt like someone ripping out my shoulder blades. Not high on the fun scale.
I finally got to my room, which I shared with this other dude. I found out that he had been attacked with a pipe and they cracked his skull. He was pulled out of his car and beaten. My bed was like a soft hard. It felt like a board with a very small and thin mattress.
After all, it was the free part of the Hospital in Kazakhstan. I hardly could expect a TV and sponge baths. I hurt so bad I could only lie on my left side. That was the only position that I could muster.
I thought to myself, “Pardner, you gotta get outta here or you could die here.”
You have to provide your own syringes. I was getting a drip in the morning and the evening plus an assortment of injections in the arm, IV stuff and one in the butt morning and night. Add to that my concussion hurting all the time and again, not high on the fun scale.
The second evening about 4am in the morning actually I heard my door creak open and some guy was slobbering and whispering, “Ah. Amerikanse”… Oh crap. I didn’t know if the muggers had sent someone to the hospital to finish the job or what. My employer had brought some fruit over and I had a Fruit Knife. I was ready and prepared to stab this guy in the Eye as he approached. I hesitated a little bit and then I could smell the alcohol on his breath. I got up and called the duty nurse and she came and ran him out of the room. However, he came back about 20mins. Later and then she got this big 6’5” doctor and they got him out. It turns out he was some Russian soldier that was in there for Alcoholic treatment. He had some American cigarettes and wanted to share them with an American.
The next day I got transferred to a private room in another building. Of course I had to walk/limp for about 50 meters in sub freezing temperature on snow and ice to get there. It was, however in the Influenza ward so nobody could visit me. After 8 days in the Hospital I finally got out. I felt like they were drilling for Oil in my arms I had gotten stuck so many times.
The real kicker is that I found myself in a Darkened Hospital room in Kazakhstan with what I believed was somebody coming to attack me and I had a knife and I was fully prepared to blind him at a minimum or kill him if necessary. That’s not a situation you want to get yourself in.
Next Episode: The Trial
I finally got to my room, which I shared with this other dude. I found out that he had been attacked with a pipe and they cracked his skull. He was pulled out of his car and beaten. My bed was like a soft hard. It felt like a board with a very small and thin mattress.
After all, it was the free part of the Hospital in Kazakhstan. I hardly could expect a TV and sponge baths. I hurt so bad I could only lie on my left side. That was the only position that I could muster.
I thought to myself, “Pardner, you gotta get outta here or you could die here.”
You have to provide your own syringes. I was getting a drip in the morning and the evening plus an assortment of injections in the arm, IV stuff and one in the butt morning and night. Add to that my concussion hurting all the time and again, not high on the fun scale.
The second evening about 4am in the morning actually I heard my door creak open and some guy was slobbering and whispering, “Ah. Amerikanse”… Oh crap. I didn’t know if the muggers had sent someone to the hospital to finish the job or what. My employer had brought some fruit over and I had a Fruit Knife. I was ready and prepared to stab this guy in the Eye as he approached. I hesitated a little bit and then I could smell the alcohol on his breath. I got up and called the duty nurse and she came and ran him out of the room. However, he came back about 20mins. Later and then she got this big 6’5” doctor and they got him out. It turns out he was some Russian soldier that was in there for Alcoholic treatment. He had some American cigarettes and wanted to share them with an American.
The next day I got transferred to a private room in another building. Of course I had to walk/limp for about 50 meters in sub freezing temperature on snow and ice to get there. It was, however in the Influenza ward so nobody could visit me. After 8 days in the Hospital I finally got out. I felt like they were drilling for Oil in my arms I had gotten stuck so many times.
The real kicker is that I found myself in a Darkened Hospital room in Kazakhstan with what I believed was somebody coming to attack me and I had a knife and I was fully prepared to blind him at a minimum or kill him if necessary. That’s not a situation you want to get yourself in.
Next Episode: The Trial
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