Easter eggs and blackmail..

As mentioned in my last post, I really don't feel comfortable being hospitalised, and have tried begging everyone worth begging to get out (yup, feel like a prisoner.).
I have even contemplated an escape worthy of Houdini.
This morning I found a solution to it all:
Easter is coming up, and with it loads of commercial products, such as the wonderful easter eggs.


If i don't get eggs I'll escape and run away! Muahahaha.
If i get eggs, I'll stay, and start behaving like a good patient! Promise.

You might think me crazed, but try it yourself, sleeping in a 5person room that's too hot, not falling asleep untill 2, being woken up at 5 in the morning, on a Sunday.

Sice my last post not too long ago (Not much to do in a hospital), one of my friends, Kjetil made a banner for my blog. I like it very much, and pretty much sums up how it is to be a med-student down here.

The picture was taken early in the morning, on my birthday, after a credit-test in stomatology. I was dead tired and the coffee just about kept me alive.
There're some not too flattering shadows under my eyes, and I was wondering if they should magically vanish or if they should stay. For now, I think I will let them stay there. Life of a medical student in Slovakia is hard, there's a lot of stuff to read and study, and most of the time, not enough hours in the day (or the night for that sake).

Last night I got some valuable information, as I was starting to suspect that I was being poisoned (or something worse) by the increasingly painful intramuscular shots, I tried to refuse the last shots.
The nurse asked me why, and I told her that the shot at this point actually caused me more pain than the herniation itself. She replied in a "as a matter of fact*" - tone that "ohh, you should massage it" and that it is actually quite a painful shot if you don't do this.
I massaged the injection site and now it almost doesn't hurt :)
Oh the joy of not speaking Slovak too good!
Thanks for letting me know after 4 injection and many pain complaints!

Today is Sunday, and as such, we get "special breakfast"- braided bun bread.
Tastes a bit sweet. And the bread spread is butter mixed with fat tasting of meat.. apparently.. didn't taste as my fear of atherosclerosis overcame my hunger.


However, not all is bad, after breakfast and my infusion, I get to go to the outside world; a friend is coming to take me out for coffees and freedom..