{"id":361,"date":"2004-05-22T13:32:00","date_gmt":"2004-05-22T13:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bryan.fredricks.net\/blog\/?p=361"},"modified":"2004-05-22T13:32:00","modified_gmt":"2004-05-22T13:32:00","slug":"a-real-nurse-and-a-pretender","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bryan.fredricks.net\/blog\/?p=361","title":{"rendered":"A Real Nurse And A Pretender"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I had gotten a message from Kuniko about being sick &#8211; she went to the doctor and they took care of her.  This morning I went to Osaka to see if there was anything I could do to help out. <\/p>\n<p>Kuniko is a little isolated in Osaka &#8211; there isn&#8217;t really anyone there to take care of her if something happens.  When I got there she was up and about, but she looked exhausted.  I tucked her into bed and busted out my sick supplies &#8211; Amino Suppli (the Japanese equivalent of Gatorade), orange juice, throat drops, EmergenC packets, and some chicken noodle soup.  <\/p>\n<p>Once Kuniko started drinking the Amino Suppli she started feeling much better.  I know how that feels &#8211; I remember a horrible weekend in the dorms of Fresno State.  I got a couple of bottles of Gatorade in me and I felt like I had been born again.<\/p>\n<p>Since she was feeling better I cooked up some lunch for her, and we sat around eating soup and sandwiches.  We spent part of the day just napping on the futon together.  <\/p>\n<p>Kuniko&#8217;s sister called, and she was in Okayama, and a little concerned about her.  She had some extra time so she came over on the Shinkansen.  It was the first time that I&#8217;ve met a member of Kuniko&#8217;s family.  Her sister, Tomoko, was really nice.  It was her first visit to Kuniko&#8217;s apartment and so we sat around and admired the place and talked about her job in Okayama.  She is a school nurse for a high school there.  I was relieved to hear that &#8211; now we had a professional on hand to take care of Kuniko. <\/p>\n<p>We went out for ramen and Kuniko had no problem with the spicy noodles, so it looks like things are getting better fast.  I got a few pictures of Tomoko &#8211; she was fun to hang out with and we practiced each other&#8217;s language on each other. <\/p>\n<p><center><a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_4879.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_4879.jpg\"><\/a> <a href=\"images\/lg_IMG_4880.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=0 src=\"images\/sm_IMG_4880.jpg\"><\/a><\/center><\/p>\n<p>After dinner I left Kuniko in Tomoko&#8217;s capable hands and headed home.  Once I got to Akashi I decided to drop in at Donkey and throw a few darts.  There were some dart veterans there, and the bar&#8217;s top player and I played a couple of quick games of baseball.  He was really good &#8211; he beat me both games with very little effort.  I&#8217;m hoping that the master won&#8217;t bug me about joining the team now \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>Once I got home I had a little pineapple for dessert, and now I&#8217;m getting ready for bed.  Tomorrow is the mystery trip to supposedly see monkeys.  Whatever happens, it should be a good story.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday I had gotten a message from Kuniko about being sick &#8211; she went to the doctor and they took care of her. This morning I went to Osaka to see if there was anything I could do to help out. 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