Well, it has been quite a while since I updated my blog. Since the last time I wrote several things have happened and I will try to get them all in this post. If I think of anything else later I will add it to a different post.
First. For all of those that I have talked to, you know that I have been very sick since the last post. Actually that night I started this terrible journey that had me wondering what on earth I was doing in Germany so far from those who care about me when I am so violently ill. Well I found out that there are several people here that also care about me so you all in the U. S. do not have to worry about me dying in my apartment and no one knowing for several days until the smell coming out of here is as bad as the smell when my neighbors cook. I am not sure that I know what on earth they are cooking, but I can't imagine anything from my apartment smelling that bad unless I had been in here for days decomposing.
Oh well. I am on the mend now. After almost 4 full weeks of this. Last Friday when I went to work, my co-workers told me that I looked so bad I needed to go to the doctor. So I went to the clinic at work and the doctor there set me up with an English speaking doctor near my apartment. When I say near, I mean a block and a half away. It is easily in walking distance. So Friday afternoon I went to see her and she thought that I probably had the Norwal(sp?) virus and prescribed some medication for the nausea and gastrointestinal problems. So I went back to the apartment to fall in bed like I did whenever I was not at work. Saturday morning I heard a very strange sound and got out of bed about 9 am to make sure it was not the smoke alarm. It was the doorbell and someone was on my monitor but I could not tell who it was. So I said 'Hello' and she said 'This is Dr. Adelberger. I am here to check on you.' I could not believe it so I buzzed her up. She came in the apartment and said that she just stopped by to make sure that I was ok and to tell me that I needed to come into the office on Monday for some blood tests. I said great and she left. I don't think that she realized how shocked I was that the doctor came to my apartment. This Monday I went into the office for the blood tests and she said that she thought that I should go to the clinic (hospital) because I really needed to have IV fluids. I resisted the idea and she relented and said that they could give me the fluids in the office. So I voted for that option and they gave me 2 liters of the clear stuff. She told me to come back the next day and get some more. So Tuesday morning I went back again and got another 2 liters. I guess that I just needed a fill up because I am feeling much better now and am able to hold down some food. Blood tests came out ok also so I felt great about that! At least I have a doctor over here now that knows my history.
Aside from being sick there have been a few things that I want to share.
December 1-7
This week, Duane Lemke was here from the U.S. He is the head of my department in Moline. I could not wait to see him because he was bringing something very special for me. A Vonage phone. This phone would hook up to my internet connection and I would then have a Rock Island number so that everyone I know can call me without it being long distance (very long distance!). I did not get to see him until Tuesday though because I had a couple of things to do on Monday. First was my driving lesson. My instructor Tom came to my apartment at 9:30 am and I was ready! When he rang the buzzer I told him that I would be right down. I was not feeling all that well and had been up most of the night. which was good because I could listen to the Bear's night game with Minnesota. They Lost:(. But anyway, I met him downstairs and he led me out to his car. I was glad to see it was a Mercedes A class like mine. When I got in though, it was just a little different. Besides the smoke smell that made me even more nauseous, I noticed that it was not an automatic. I have not really driven a manual transmission in about 17 years but I figured once you know how, why not try it. This was not a normal 4 speed, it was a 6 speed transmission. It took me a few minutes to get used to it again and I only killed it 1 time all morning. I did have it in 5th gear a couple of times instead of 3rd, but nothing major. We started off and Tom asked me how long I had been driving. I told him that I have been driving for over 36 years, but only 5 minutes in Germany.
We left Mannheim and went out on the autobahn. This is not one of the autobahns that you can go as fast as you want, maximum is only 120 KM. We drove over to Heidelberg and into town. He wanted to give me some experience driving in different situations. The worst thing was making sure you were on a priority road (yellow diamond signs) or you have to let the person on the right at an intersection go first unless there is a light control. I was doing ok for the first few intersections and then there was one that I was going to go through and Tom slammed on the brakes on his side of the car. A truck went through and I just looked and could not figure out why I did not have the right of way because there was a green light. He said that this is where he always takes American drivers. The light there is usually green, it is not a priority road and there is a lot of traffic coming from the right. He explained that the light was not controlling the intersection. It was for a walkway just past the cross street. In the U. S. the lights are on the far corners. In Germany, the light for your lane is on the near corner. If you pull up too far, you can not see it change. So lesson learned and we continued through the narrow streets of Heidelberg. Then he wanted to take me on some of the roads on the outskirts. So we started driving up this hill and soon it became very winding. Not just winding, but in come places almost like a snake. By the time we got to the top of the hill, I had to pull over and tell him that we could not do that again or I would barf. I had to get out of the car into the cool air and stand for a few minutes to try to settle my stomach. We continued through the town going through school zones, tram stops, and streets so crowded that I was surprised that the car could make it through. Then we went on to Weinheim and then back to Mannheim. We were gone until noon and when we got back, he told me that I did very well. I asked if I could take his picture for my blog and he said yes. So... here is a picture of a guy that gets into cars with people who don't know what they are doing.
Monday afternoon I had several meetings and then left work feeling worse than I did in the morning. I would have to catch up with Duane on Tuesday.
Tuesday morning I did not feel much better. I got up and went into work looking forward to seeing a familiar face that would speak English. I looked up Duane and was he a sight for a homesick person! He gave me the Vonage box and I held it in my hands like it was a fragile piece of glass. I could not wait to get home and hook it up. Cathy said that she had no trouble hooking hers up so I was very excited! First I had to get through the day. I have been fairly busy at work so I got to it, trying to forget about the nausea, etc. I had other things to do also. I was starting my German lessons after work.
About 4:15 I left the office. I had my Vonage box securely in my hands and walked out to the car. I drove home and parked, took my computer and Vonage box into my apartment and got my Bears spiral notebook and headed out to the Goethe-Institut for my first German lesson. I walked to the tram and rode the 2 stops and got out. I knew that this would be difficult, but the sooner I started the better it would be. I was to meet my instructor at the reception desk on the 2nd floor. I got in the elevator and realized that I did not ask if that was really the floor numbered 2 or 1. Here the ground floor is usually labeled "E". I don't know the German word for it, but then floor 1 is the 2nd floor. I live on the 3rd floor, but it is really the 3rd floor off the ground not the 3rd floor of apartments. I know it is confusing, but try being here and figuring it out! So I looked at the directory in the elevator and saw that on the floor numbered 2, there was a department that looked like 'reception' so that is where I went. I guessed right and met my instructor there. His name is Fred Wallbrecht and I was surprised that he looked Asian. I should not have been, this is really a melting pot here and I am constantly amazed at my misconceptions. Anyway, we went to the classroom and got into my first German class. Of course he wanted to get to know me, why I was here and what I wanted out of class. He is really a good guy and very interested in his students. Then we got down to actually looking at the German language. There is a lot that you have to know, just like any language and after the class I could say "My name is", "I am called", "I am from America", "I live in Mannheim, Neckerau" and "My hobbies are" all in German. Well kind of in German. As I have told several people, when I try to speak German, I feel like the tongue in my mouth must belong to someone else not me since I can't really control it. But I think with Fred's help, I will learn.
Fred also consented to a picture. Here he is....
Wednesday even more sick, but it was the departmental holiday celebration. After work, I went back to my apartment and laid down for a while and then got up to walk to the restaurant. It was less than 1/2 mile and I had directions so I set out. I found the first 2 streets to take and thought I was doing pretty well. Continuing on, I decided that maybe I had missed my last turn. After I had walked about a mile, I stopped to ask someone where the street was that I was supposed to turn on. They looked at me like I was out of my mind and pointed back the way that I had just come from and said 1 KM that way. So I started back and this time I stopped a couple of other places and asked. Finally I found it and walked in and joined the group. The restaurant was very nice and the meal was good, but I just could not eat that much. After dinner when the first person left, I left too so they could point me to the tram line. I knew that I could find my way home from there. They told me to go to the end of the block and turn right and I should be a couple of blocks from the tram. I could not believe that since I only live a couple of blocks from it also and I know that I walked at least 2 miles. So I went down to the end of the block, turned the corner and just laughed. Not only could I see where to get the tram, my apartment complex was actually closer than that. I live about 2 blocks from the restaurant. Well, at least I know now where to go for a good meal! By the time I got home, I was so sick though that I again fell in bed.
Here are some pictures of the group:
Then I had to call in sick on Thursday and Friday. It was a real bummer since Duane had asked me to join him and his wife Dorothy for dinner. All this time, I still had not been able to figure out my phone so Cathy said she would come over Friday and we would get it set up. She did and it works and I am forever grateful to AMY for buying the phone, DUANE for bringing it over and CATHY for setting it up. The first person I called was Mike of course. I could not believe that it really works as well as it does, but I am truly thankful!
Dec 8-14
Still sick this week, but making it to work. Roger Koppen was here on business from the U. S. and we usually have a good time. This time however, I could not even go to dinner with Roger and Cristiano since I was so sick. I am sure that he was looking forward to taking me out for some tuna taco salad again! We did get to spend some time together on work and a couple of lunches. On Tuesday, he came over to my desk and told me that he had something for me. I looked up and he put down a blue bag with ribbons tying it closed. I knew it was an Isabel Bloom. I did not think that I would see that familiar blue bag for another year yet. So I ripped it open. He and Amber got me the friendship heart and a stand for it. I love it!! I have it just inside my door on the new piece of furniture that they brought me with my picture of Me, Mike and Kelly at the Bears Game. They thought it would help me feel more at home and every time I look at it, I think of them.
Nothing else that week, work then home to bed. I thought that I was getting over it, but it just kept hanging on.
Dec 15-21
This was the worst week. I was sick Monday through Thursday and finally Friday I thought that I would be able to be upright long enough to go to work. Every day I thought that I just had to get better because I wanted to go to Heidelberg on Saturday for the last weekend of the Christmas Markets. Then I would try to get up and would be very dizzy and knew that I would never be able to get to work let alone work once I was there. On Friday I was able to stand and go to work and you read about the rest at the beginning of the post.
I never did get to the Heidelberg Christmas Market. It was one of the things that I was so looking forward to but maybe next year.....
Dec 22 - today
Monday and Tuesday were spent at the doctors and then at home in bed. Slowly getting better. I did not mention at the beginning that it was in the 50's those days. The walk to the doctor's office was like early spring, a little damp and foggy but sunshine and it felt good to be out of the apartment. Tuesday afternoon Fred, my German instructor called just to make sure I was ok. I assured him that I would be ok and that I had not been back for lessons because I had been sick. The Institute is closed now until after the holidays, but on the 8th, we start up again and I can't wait. I really need to learn more and find myself looking forward to it.
Wednesday, I forced myself to get up and go to the bread store so that I would have some for over Christmas since nothing would be open. I was not sure about Friday either since that is Boxing Day in Germany. I don't know what they do on Boxing day, but I will find out. It was still in the upper 40's and the bread store was busy but I did get a couple of croissants and buns. I am not always sure what most of the other stuff really is. They do also have something that looks like pizza, but could not eat that yet. I will try it some other day. After I got back to the apartment, I was reading (CNN had stuff on about soccer) and the phone rang. Not my Vonage phone, but the other one. It was Gudrun from work. She was just calling to make sure that I was ok. On Tuesday, she had come to Sentastrasse and looked at the mailboxes in every building trying to find me. From the street you can only find buildings 1-12. I live in 13 so she did not find me. It was very sweet of her to check on me though and after the holidays, I will have to have her over so that she will be able to find me in the future.
One of the things I really miss over here is the Christmas lights. You do not see very much here. At least around where I live and work. Of course there are not any houses here, only apartment complexes but I still would love to see a Christmas tree lit in someones window. I was going to get something to have at my apartment to go with the table runner that my mom made me with Santas on motorcycles on one side and Bears on the other, but never got to the store since I was so sick. From my balcony, I can see a couple of candles in windows and 2 balconies with lights on the railings. Then there are about 10 balconies with Santa hanging off them. I don't get it unless it is try to symbolize Santa trying to climb onto their balcony to get in the apartment. I will have to ask someone about that and Boxing day.
Yesterday was Christmas and it was not as bad as I thought it would be. I miss everyone at home but I know that they are all thinking of me. When I got up I realized that I was actually feeling better. Not completely fine, but I felt about 1000 times better than I did last week. Perhaps the IV fluids did some good. I had decided a few weeks ago that I would spend Christmas day watching the Christmas DVDs that I brought over with me. So I started off with Christmas Vacation, then Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer, The Santa Claus 2 and White Christmas. I also stuck in Jesus Christ Superstar in there since I wanted to make sure that I did not start White Christmas too early. I always like to watch it in the evening. Of course I could not wait until afternoon so that I could start talking to people from the U.S.
I was happily surprised when Donald called me. I don't think it was quite 6:30 in Rock Island, but he was ready to go over to Amanda and Emily's house for breakfast. I knew that he was so excited to see Emmah on her first Christmas. I wish that I could have been there to see her, but Emily said that they will send me some pictures. By evening, I was able to speak to everyone in the family as well as my in-laws. They were all having ham dinners and family gatherings. My mom was going to eat at the hall in the trailer park she stays at for the winter with all of her friends. Mike went to Kelly's parent's house so he was with family also. I again felt blessed to be able to speak to everyone by phone to let them all know that I was thinking of them all day. One of the funniest conversations I had all day was with Carter, my brother David's grandson. His conversation was all 'Guess what', I would say 'What?', and he would tell me one of the presents that he had received for Christmas. After doing this about 15 times, I asked if he could go find Grandma Bush. I imagine I would still be here listening to 'Guess what' if I had not cut him off. I hope that they also send pictures. David and Donald are getting together this next Sunday to celebrate our family Christmas. I hope the weather is good enough that Mike and Kelly can drive down from Racine also.
Well that is about all that I can write now. I will keep it up now that I am not sick and I hope that I will be having some adventures to write about.
Keep well and I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas.