Adrian’s Brain Injury Blog

Day 4

December 23rd, 2006

Once again, the sun rose and so did Blaz. Today was not as bad as yesterdays wake up, we all went to bed early and got a fairly good rest. We’re starting to build up a sturdy routine as we settle into our humble abode.

After showering, dressing, feeding i had a quick look at the map and made out by foot to the nearest shopping centre. Layer upon layer I strolled through the streets and alleys of China. A beautiful morning walk, soaking in the sights and smells. I slowly passed each home front shop peering at what they sold, every third or fourth shop being the same, a general convience store. Some even next door to each other.

It sees that the bike is a major form of transport, not only for people, but materials as well. Some would pass with massive poles of bamboo, others giving shouts to sell the food or clothes they carry. I reached to shop and managed to find what i needed, with great difficulty. Hand signals are becoming a big form of communication.

On the way back to the hospital I took a quick short cut down an alley, I was passing units and restaurants, beggers and children, it was definately a change from the normal views of Sydney. I made it back and Blaz still had two (2) IV drips to go, they are giving some sort of gloucose liquid in preparation for the stem cell. About an hour or so later the drips had finished and we decided to visit the Temple of Heaven.

Literatly layering Blaz up in 3 shirts, 2 jumpers, gloves, beanie, scarf, thermals, pants, blanket, 3 pairs of socks and shoes we were ready to tackle to cold. The Temple of Heaven is a massive park land, as big, if not bigger than the Sydney Botanical Gardens. It has Temples, Halls, trees and imaculate forest areas. The tree life was spectacular, the leaves are a rich green and the trees remind me of bonsais. We decided we wouldn’t do a tour, but just have a walk and look around the grounds. They were amazing, a tour is probably on our agenda. We walked the paths for an hour, until the cold could be felt and then headed back to the warmth of the hospital.

Mum gave me a simple mission get a taxi to Carrefour (supermarket) and buy milk, salt, pepper, a grater and a fruit bowl. Now imagine more people than you have ever seen in one place and put them all into a four storey shop that sells everything but milk, salt and pepper. I was there for hours, being bowled over and shoved by literaly thousands of people and retured with everything but the essentials.

Tomorrow is Monday and everything begings it should be a busy one I’m off to sleep.

N.B- looked at the clock at 11.11

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