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Anger and Hurt in Ho Chi Minh City
I do have some good news for those who have been kind enough to follow and offer up your prayers. I am inherently an optimist who prefers to look at the positives rather than the negatives in life, however, even for a crusty old optimist like myself, it has been difficult.
This blog will also give you a bit more info about the Vietnamese psyche, both good and bad. My underlying belief is that most people are good but my belief has been battered a bit over the last few weeks.
About 3 weeks ago I went to a hospital to have a small wound looked at on my chest. I was told it was malignant after a biopsy test. ( I had had a test prior to this and was told it was benign, however, because it was the "recognized" skin care specialized hospital, I went along with their evaluation.
This started a long procedure of testing my blood ( which had never been done before) and being told there was a "virus" in my blood without actually being told what it was. After many visits and tests at this and other hospitals at a great expense of time, I was no closer to any actual outcome. The only thing I was being told was the operation and stay in hospital would stretch over several days.
Frustration and fear set in, so I decided to go to another hospital, one of the ( If not "the") leading training hospitals with most of the doctors being qualified to the max. It was here that I found out that the reason for my tiredness and general feeling of being unwell over the last few weeks ( Since the biopsy, funnily enough) stemmed from a dirty knife during my biopsy.
To say that I was peed off is a mild exaggeration. I had been infected and still am with hepatitis B ( My drinking days are over) and while I know who and how it happened, the ranks have closed and apart from being (now) well looked after, I have no comeback.
The only good news is that I do not have cancer (Malignant) and my operation which is scheduled on Tuesday will be over in 15 minutes. I hate to think about what would have happened if I had gone ahead with the operation in the other hospital. This is from a country where (some) truck drivers (If they have had an accident) will run over a severely hurt victim as it is cheaper to compensate for a death than support an ongoing life.
On another positive note I am totally fired up and am determined to propel myself forward and nothing will stop my success.
I think that similarly to a car we have a big window and a small mirror in our business. The big window is to help us focus on the future and the small window is so we can see what is behind us but not focus on the past.