Steile Lernkurve beim krank sein

Wie schon im Facebook Post erwähnt bin ich jetzt seit mittlerweilen 6 Tagen ziemlich krank. Mehrheitlich (oder sogar nur?) wegen eigener Achtlosigkeit. Das ist nett ausgedrückt. Ich würde sagen ausWeiterlesen
Wie schon im Facebook Post erwähnt bin ich jetzt seit mittlerweilen 6 Tagen ziemlich krank. Mehrheitlich (oder sogar nur?) wegen eigener Achtlosigkeit. Das ist nett ausgedrückt. Ich würde sagen aus purer Dummheit:-).
Aber was habe ich gelernt!
- Es ist gut eine Ärztin (wenn auch gerade frisch nach Staatsexamen) in der Gruppe zu haben. Marta aus Madrid, so ihr Name, macht hier in einer Klinik ein kurzes Praktika. Spanischer Muttersprache.
- In der internationalen Klinik in Las Terrenas (eine private Klinik für gut betuchte) gibt es Aerzte welche ohne Masken rumlaufen. Hat Marta berichtet.
- Marta berichtet jedenTag aufs neue interessante Dinge aus der Klinik-mir sträuben sich die Haare. Ich möchte mir nicht vorstellen wie es in einem öffentlichen Krankenhaus so zu und her geht.
- Die Menschen hier konsumieren Antibiotika für alles erdenkliche, also wie wir das Asprin,
- Antibiotika ist nicht verschreibunspflichtig und gibt es in kleinen Supermärkten zu kaufen.
- in den Apotheken werden Pillen einzeln oder auch in einzelnen Blister verkauft. Weil die Menschen es sich nicht leisten können ganze Schachteln zu kaufen. Habe ich allerdings in ganz Zentralamerika gesehen.
- Als ich mal in der Apotheke was kaufen wollte war schon die Verständigung über Schachtel versus Blister ein Problem. Es ist wirklich praktisch besagte spanisch sprachige Ärztin zu zu kennen welche für mich in die Apotheke geht um mir ein Medikament zu besorgen. Ihr Kommentar: " Denkst die brauchen hier in der Dom Rep keine Ausbildung um in der Apotheke zu arbeiten....?"
Ich wurde gut betreut und versorgt.
Es geht mir viel besser, bin nur sehr erschöpft. Die Treppe auf die Dachterasse fühlt sich an wie die Erklimmung des Mount Everest.. oder so.Weiterlesen
So, there is these folding yardstick, a measuring tape and a device I have no idea what it's called
Beach profiles are done to monitor the health of the beach. Here in Las Terrenas the beach has been retreating.
Because of climate change and urban construction in Las Terrenas where there are now rules around construction.
Houses are built, sometimes unfinished, left alone for years. Sediment goes into the river which transports it into the sea. Corall reefs (and the whole marine envirement) get damaged.
In 2018/2019 there have been very strong storms which, without protection of the reefs, have washed out the beach and a part of the road along the beach.
Coral reefs are important to lessen the power of storms.
The corals need a specific temperature to for to be in good health. Global warming stresses them and ultimately die.
We started to have classes about the marine enviroment. How it works, what the cause for damages are.
Some of the volonteers (still: not me) will have the chance to actually transplant corals which have been planted, nursed and brought up in a special constructed nursery on the bottom of the sea, to a existing coral reef and plant them there!
The volonteers regularly clean the nursery and the reefs ...loads of plastic.Weiterlesen
Who remembers the Bacardi television add years ago, many years ago?
There were beautiful tanned people with a Bacardi cola in hand, dancing to soft music on the beach under softly swaying palms and the turquoise Caribbean sea in the back.
Today we did an excursion to said island.... and where disappointed. The tiny island is of course a tourist magnet but it’s quite dirty. The island and the sea. Lunch was okay, the mandatory Pinia Colada was way to sweet.
The love the beaches in Las Terrenas where we are staying much more.
Before we visited caves in national park https://www.parquenacionalloshaitises.com/.
It must be said that Claudia and myself have traveled a lot so the bar to what is beautiful or stunning is high. Let’s say we weren’t impressed, The whale watching season is almost over. We saw to dolphins for a short time.
The really fun thing was the boat trip from the national park to the Bacardi Island (the island is called cayo levantado). The sea was high, the boat small. Fortunately I took two pills (motions sickness). It was less of a boat ride and more of boat jumping😳😎.Weiterlesen
In meiner Ganzheit fügen sich meine zerbrochenen Teile zusammen.
Meine Ruhe steigt aus meinem Chaos auf.
Meine hellen und dunklen Seiten vermischen sich im Fluss der Zeiten.
Ich komme nicht um zu bleiben, ich bin im Transit.
Ich hinterlasse Spuren für dich und für mich.
Damit ich uns wieder finde, wenn ich gehe, um wieder zu kommen.
Die Schönheit meiner Seele wärmt dich.
Mein Herzenslicht ist deine Inspiration - sie ist der Schmetterling, der dich morgen besucht.
Ich bin Vergangenheit, Gegenwart und Zukunft - im Diesseits und Jenseits deiner Vorstellung.
Meine Seele trägt alles Wissen durch alle Reisen, Orte und Zeiten.
Ich bin Liebe. Ich bin Energie. Ich bin wunderbar.
So wie du.Weiterlesen
So here is what happened in my first week;
- I was not picked up at the airport as agreed.
- lost my credit card
- my Garmin watch died whilst diving although it say’s waterproof until 100m...
- lost my progressive sunglasses in the waves of the Caribbean sea....
- locked myself out because the key broke off when locking from the outside. The key pin stuck in the lock. Lots of drama, phone calls and anger to get a locksmith to my place and fix it. Will not elaborate.
- had one diving class in a pool - went really well!
- had a second diving class in the sea - did not go well at all😫, fed my breakfast to the fish🤢
- several trips to different stores because the kitchen is practically unequipped
- Organize a cleaning lady because the apartment was... lets say not really clean. it took her 4 hours. She is one of a kind. Her name is Gercia. She does a lot of community work, is involved in neighborhood projects, in the church, president of this and that.... and very well connected in las Terrenas.
As one can see my travels are expensive because of my clumsiness!
I’m in my second week and things start to improve. I’m developing basic diving skills!
A couple of days earlier I had a panic moment. I was under water, saw literally nothing because the water was full of sand and also could not see my instructor Daria (who is hilarious and a very good instructor!). I signaled that I wanted to go up and wanted to quit diving altogether!
She convinced me to try again and she was right. I think it was the first time in life I experienced panic. I’m familiar with anxiety but panic?
Now I just remembered a moment when I was on a exchange program (Erasmus) in Germany during my studies. Federica and I lived in a student home for foreign students. One night police bangs on all doors and evacuates us - they have received a bomb threat. Federica was nine year old. I totally panicked.
Yesterday I did my first dive without out my teacher attached to me. Compared to the other students she takes her time with me. I think it’s because I told her about my lung issues (I’m not supposed to dive....) and she wants to make sure. We are not diving deeper than 10m. I feel fine.
But sometimes this thought crosses my mind. “Why am I learning to dive at almost 60 years old and with a lung issue?????”
The fish and corals are really pretty but not as colorful like in the movies😥😩. Think I have to go elsewhere!
I’m not sure year whether diving is my thing or not. But from now on I can dive with the other volunteers to clean the coral nursery and more.
The volunteer program I’m with “Aldea de Paz” ist chaotic. Communication and Organizational skill have a lot, a lot!!! of room for improvement. Most of the time the volunteers are not told what to do.
Two days ago coming back from a dive on the boat the captain realized that he didn’t have enough gas to go all the way back...... The captain had to call someone, organise gas, then land on the closest beach, gas was handed over and we could continue our trip home.
This is really irresponsible. If someone had to be brought back immediately because of an emergency or the boat was close to a riff and out of gasoline......🤔?
The mostly early 20 year old volunteers organize themselves. They are full of idealism! They started a project to put bins on the beach..., lets see how this goes.
At night when Claudia and I sleep they go for dancing, cocktails and parties and end the party on our rooftop terrace with a lot of alcohol involved😀 basically doing what 20years old are supposed to do! Two german girls, one Austrian, two french and two Americans.
After 10 days I settle in a routine of diving, meditating, doing my workouts, cooking and hang out on the beach.
As you see in the pictures the place is really beautiful. The beaches, the palms, the light, the food. It is paradise!!
I was here ten years ago and I’m told that things improved. Now most kids (ca. 80%) go to school. Ten years back this number was a lot lower.
I’m in contact with the Spanish teacher I had 10 years ago. His name is Jose. He mostly, with his wife, does volunteer projects. He has always been very invested in the community.
Going to rural places teaching how to wash hands (that was pre covid). Building parks for elementary schools, raising money for school uniforms which are mandatory here, teaching about hygiene.
Many expats on retirement live here and some of them help with substantial financial input in community projects.
10 years ago Las Terrenas was a small, peaceful fisher village with some Expats - today it’s very populated. We live in a apartment house right behind city hall on one of the two main roads. Very noisy.
Fortunately the tourism is still residential - not like the other Dominican touris places like Punta Cana, Puerto Plata.
No high rising buildings, still a lot of Dominicans wherever you go.
The motoconcho is the choice of transportation. See pic! Four can fit😂😳! It’s fun!
Covid somehow seems not to exist. People (sometimes) wear mask indoors.There has been curfews, caribbean curfew😂. You can be out until 9pm, then you have time for two hours to go home - or hangout at the beach until 10.50pm😂.
The age demographics are inverted compared to Switzerland. Mostly young people and thinning out at the top. Since everything’s is outdoors it easier to avoid contamination.
One evening we went for dancing with the girls. It was on a rooftop. We sat there with our FFP2 mask, barley breathing. We did not dance since dancing is probably the second most dangerous activity after sex.... We left after an hour.
Two of the volunteers were infected, quite sick but now well again.
We are cautious and adapt our behavior to situations.
So far so good, I adjusted.
Cheers
ClaudiaWeiterlesen
Omg, Claudia, even thinking of diving is making me sweat of fear ..lol I am not a fan. You look wonderful! [Oxana]
Well, I did catch the train, literally last second. The train almost empty so I thought it’s getting better..... nope.Apparently my online train ticket which was given to me for free by the airline (CONDOR) I’m traveling with as not valid.
A phone call with the airline explaining and asking for a valid ticket, yes, yes, yes he will send it to me! What I got was the confirmation of my flight.. Another phone call.....yes,yes,yes she will send it. I insisted I need the online ticket. Another confirmation of my flight. What is it with these people?? Deaf? Dumm? Am I speaking Chinese?? So, a long conversation with the train conductress, very friendly and forthcoming I must say (@Claudiazul.. withhold your comment:-) and several documents later it’s okay. I have to send all of the documents to the Deutsche Bahn and I don’t have to pay the ticket. Yeah!
The train station in Wiesbaden is empty..... just about 30-40 police officer standing around in groups, chatting, texting, phone calls. WTF? I struggle with my 25 kilo.....
My friend and best travel companion Claudiazul picks me up. She said there are demonstration of against-corona-protester and a counter demonstration of against-against-corona-protester..... Maybe they will demonstrate away the virus?
She was supposed to fly with me. Unfortunately she had emergency medical issues quite serious and decided to come a week later.
IT’S VERY 😔 !!! But certainly reasonable. We had greek dinner, she provided breakfast and drove me to the airport. A good girlfriend! And this after I drank almost a whole bottle of Prosecco by myself. Saturday is my drinking day.
I can’t wait for her to join. When I travel with her less thing happen to me because she keeps me on track:-). She phrased it something like: “ Du generierst kompetent Probleme für dich welche du dann kompetent löst:-). She is right.
At the airport; It makes me uneasy and a anxious that the airline did not ask for previous corona tests before boarding the plane. it’s a 10 hours flight.
When I flew to Madrid, knowing that everybody was tested at least 72 two hours before somehow was reassuring.
But watching the police ranging carts is 😄. They must be bored as hell!
I will be seeing sun, beach, palms in about 12 hours!!!
ClaudiaWeiterlesen
My journey has started with missing a team and a bus because my suitcase is too heavy 😩.I usually manage 16-17 Kilo for overseas .... but I never packed for diving and snorkeling AND had to bring my own 🛌 linen. Goodness🙄. I hope I don’t miss the train to Wiesbaden.Weiterlesen
The plane is full because there is a school class of like 18-years old😩😩
Yes, I managed to book for March instead of February. The lady at the Iberia ticket booth wanted an extra 128 Euro. I said, and showed her, that online a have the same flight for 65 Euro, she gave it to me for 78. So, Iberia is a Bazar where you can negotiate prices.
Yesterday I met Sepp’s mother. Her name is Elsa. Sepp has a very interesting family background.
His father was from Romania and came to Spain in the 1960. Romania competed in a European festival for the best TV show. He was a TV producer. Romania won with his TV show.
Sepp’s father could travel to receive the award. Went back to Romania. Then Spain invited him to to produce a couple of shows. At first the Romanian TV boss did not want let Sepp to go. Like; “how can you ever produce a show for a fascist dictatorial country??” Coming from some living in a communist dictatorial country, the infamous Ceausescu L!!
At the end he was let got under the premises that he would come back – which of course he did not. He became a famous TV show producer in Spain and continued to live there and met Elsa.
Sepp’s mother, Elsa is her name, was born in Cuba. Her father, Sepp’s grandfather, was from Chile. He was a Diplomat and poet. Elsa lived in Chile, Mexico, Panama and Costa Rica with her family before she came to Spain. She was a, also famous, actor and singer in Spain.
Today they would be called a pink press power couple. Elsa was good friend with Costa Rica’s president, knew the Spanish king, and so on.
So many stories to tell!! I wish the day would never end.
Today before leaving I tried to connect with Marta’s passed mother/grandmother. Did not work well, quite frustrating. The spirit world gave me quite the challenge. My teacher Nicole would say they do that on purpose to develop me. Might be…
Sepp wanted me to connect to somebody and I was able to make contact with his grandfather the poet. The two of them had a strong bond.
Every time I give a session, I’m so full of love, warmth happiness. I’m so touched and feel privileged. Sepp was very touched and grateful.
Besides booking the wrong date I also threw away the printout of Covid test, that is Claudia for you traveling. Fortunately, I could still access the result online and they let me on the planeJ.
The plane was full; hence the air was damp and dense, breathing was hard.
10 days quarantine are ahead. But! Not only my super-duper godchild Mara comes to see me and keeps me company – my next flight is booked!
Talk soon!
ClaudiaWeiterlesen
It is very comfortable to fly in times of Corona, the very small plane was only 1/4 full, flight attendants quite relaxed. Madrid airport also empty. You go thru an infrared camera... I wonder what happens if you have a fever. Does it go all full siren, red flashing light and all so everybody in airport klooks at you terrified and runs away?
Or is it more of a discreet Ping on a screen?
Then show the QR code you received from the Spanish government that allows you to enter, show the negative PCR test. Fortunately, the words PCR/Test/negative can be understood all over the world.
Now I try to picture how traveling in times of Corona would have been without the Internet?? Bureaucrats would have the time of their live. People would to be recruited and employed, certifications had to be issued and gathered, forms to fill, seals and stamps all over the forms, complicated processes to follow …...... a bit like when I tried to enroll in the University of Catania. A story for the book I started to write.
In Spain you have to wear mask at all times everywhere. Inside and outside, Even on the bicycle. I will abstain from any comment regarding the latter – I’m a guest in this country.
Cunegonde lives with her boyfriend Hans (pilot for Iberia) in his house for the time being. Also, in the house.
• Anneliese, Cunegonde’s 20-year-old daughter, on leave for two days from her Job as a flight attendant for Iberia. I’m very happy to see her. She is this self-conscience, energetic, bubbly kid always glued to her phone and talking selfies. I know her since she is five and our relationship began with her calling out “Pipi, Pipi”. Another story for the book.
• Sepp, Valerio’s 16-year-old teenager. He was in boarding school in London when they had to close the school because of Covid and he had come back to Madrid. The father not overly excited to have a rebellious teenager with an attitude at home without an outlet for his energy…
• Ernst, Valerio’s 21-year-old son. Studying and working, fine young gentleman
• Silver, a gentle schnauzer always begging for food.
Cundegonde had not told me that her daughter Anneliese and the two boys were in the house. At the beginning I was a bit concerned. But obviously they were told to stay away from me. They always were at least at 4-meter distance, ate in a separate room. Lucky the house is very big. I wasn’t worried about Hans and Anneliese. Flying as a Job they have to take tests every week.
The day after I got there was really ugly weather, so we stayed in and chilled.
Today the weather was glorious, blue clear sky, 14 degrees.
Cundegonde took me to the hospital to take my next Covid test. Auauauauaua – I’m traumatized. Every time it hurts like hell – but as a reward Cunegonde took me to lunch.
Ahhhh – first meal in a restaurant since last September. I had it all. Seafood, seafood, seafood – delicious, excellent seafood. Delicious dessert, wine, jamon serrano, croquetas – Heaven!!!!
I’m my most happy self when I eat well. It was also a pleasure to see Cundegonde eat with an appetite.Weiterlesen
I’m exhausted before I even get on the train. Short trips in times of Corona are no fun. Such a hassle.
I’m going to visit my friend Kunegonde in Madrid. That’s not her real name for matter of privacy. I love the name though. It evokes late 19th/early 20th century images in Germany. Proper, soap smelling, bright blond thick braids wrapped around the head, Dirndl with boobs popping out and all that... (Help!! Why does that picture come to ME??) I’d like my future first grandchild to be named Kunegond, but I fear the producer of said baby-girl will not agree... I mean I’m just the grandmother, who listens to me?? No respect for the elderly!!!! Ups, I just talked myself in a non-existent argument😳.
However, Kunegonde is fighting cancer since almost a year and I feel helpless, feel her suffering. I’ve been wanting to go but putting it off because of Corona.
No more.
But before I even board the train:
1. Covid PCR test not older then 72 hours.
2. 😫 😩 It really, really hurts. I went to a lab recommended by my niece. She said they do it very gentle.... Nope, hurt like hell, 5% of my brain cell sticking to that mean, huge cotton bud, cells gone forever! (Can I sue them🧐?)
The lab lady said it depends on the shape of the nose whether it hurts or not. So, my beautiful snub nose now doesn’t qualify for painless PCR test??? I’m utterly disappointed 😞.
3. Fill part of form for Spanish authorities.
4. Wait for results, call the lab because the promised within 24 hours E-Mail, did not reach me. Result here, tested negative👍. Note to self; DO UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES delete the email with the result.
5. Finish to fill the form for Spanish authorities, get QR code and again DO NOT delete it accidentally.... ups.... did I bring my ID?
6. Book appointment in a hospital in Madrid for PCR test, to fly back on Friday, cannot be older than 72 hours. Breaking out in a sweat 💦 anticipating the pain in my brain. Next 5% of brain cells gone...
7. Fill form for Swiss authorities so that can control my quarantinic (is that a thing, Nadia?) behavior.
Monday: fly out.
Wednesday: Get a general anesthesia, take test, survive, wake up latest on Friday morning.
Friday: fly back
Friday 12.2.2021 to 22.2.2021 – Quarantine…….
The nice part of the travel? Everything is empty, no waiting whatsoever, no lines... but it's also sad. An airport should be brimming with life and one wonders how all these formerly employed individuals are doing with their job, with money problems, with staying home all day....Weiterlesen
Ich wünsche Dir von ganzem Herzen 🥰 Gute Besserung Claudia [Yvonne]
Oh je, gute Besserung liebe Claudia😊 [Jossif]