MRIs and kanji and names! Oh, my!

At the behest of The Other Woman’s husband’s insurance company I had some x-rays and an MRI taken this morning and by all accounts my brain seems to be just as it should. I had to tell the doctor that I had been having some headaches so the insurance would pay for it but since it was her insurance company that wanted it (since I didn’t get anything like this at the hospital) that seemed a little strange to me. The MRI was much quicker than I was anticipating. The technician told Emi (or at least she thought he did) that it would be really loud and last for 45 minutes; it was rather loud (though not unpleasantly so because of the headphones I was wearing) but kind of comfortable and I was looking forward to a little nap but it only lasted about 10 minutes.

There were some interesting posters on the wall– I’ll post a photo I took soon. Sugihara-san filled out the medical history form for me and part way through explaining what had happened he wanted/had to use a kanji (Chinese character) that he couldn’t remember how to write. He and Emi discussed it for a few seconds and then she looked it up in the dictionary in her phone. This still strikes me as strange even though it is not the first time this has happened by a long shot.

 

dun, dun, dun…the accident

I really didn’t want this to be my first real post but…  

I’m OK… but, yes, I was in a car accident on Tuesday. Here’s the play-by-play:    

I was driving back to the Yakuba (town hall) with Emi after my morning classes and we were hit by another car that apparently lost control due to some black ice (or it could have been what they call shabeto (sherbet) here, which is what we would call “slush”). Thankfully, I wasn’t going very fast because it was raining and I was going up a little hill. Emi saw her swerving towards us first, pointed and said, “Look out.” I turned to look and saw her coming towards us at an angle. Then I heard a loud bang (I have no recollection of the feeling of being hit…just this loud noise). I never felt like I lost control of the car but I pulled over and stopped. I remember looking down at all of this glass in my lap and then looking over at Emi to see is she was OK (she was fine, though a little worried about me because I had some blood on my face). After we each took some window out of our mouths, I assured her I was alright and then noticed my side mirror was laying next to my lap. It had gone through my window and hit me, not even an inch from my right eye.