I was itching all night last night, so I got fed up and found a doctor in the neighborhood to go visit. I’m not a big fan of Japanese medicine, but enough was enough and I wanted anything that would get me a full night’s sleep.
As usual the doctor took the approach of listening to what I complained about, and then he asked me some questions until he found something that might be the cause. Then he prescribed a bunch of medicine and sent me on my way. One cool thing about doctors in Japan is that most of them speak pretty good English. Apparently the medical system has a lot of English integrated in it. I chatted a little with him in English, and then went across the street to buy medicine at a pharmacy.
They warned me that one of the pills might make me sleepy, and it did – right away. I had trouble getting through the day of classes without falling asleep. The good news was the itchiness stopped, and I’m feeling much better.
My young students today were leaning more and more towards open rebellion. At first they were doing what I wanted them to, but they are pushing more and more to try to see what they can get away with. I think now the only thing I can do is become super-strict teacher. Next week I’ll lay out some rules with some consequences (no snacks if you don’t participate). No more Mr. Nice Guy for these kids.
Kuniko got home super late because of some bullying problems at her school that she had to address. He had a late dinner of udon noodles, and then I went right to bed. I blame the weird drugs.
