August 2011: Wim and I were recently married and still living in Tbilisi, Georgia (the country, not the state). I had struggled many years with being often sick, loss of smell, and at some points just not being able to breathe through my nose. It was discovered that I had nasal polyps and they needed to be removed.
I am still thankful for my great doctor (Lika Lomidze) and that I survived it all. But I can't help but remember that blazing hot hospital room (with no A/C, in the center of the busy "bazroba" next to the train station... where I just walked into the operating room and laid down on the table with my normal clothes on... where the doctor (not mine!) was ready with a cigarette in his mouth the minute I woke up... where you had to take your own food and keep it in a shared fridge... where Wim was my nurse for the night and the other nurse-ish lady kindly sacrificed her fan because ours burned out from running too much). Oh yes, I won't forget that place. It was an experience that I can now call "cool" and it makes me sound experienced and world-travelery.
Unfortunately the polyps have returned and I will have them taken out again. Tomorrow I will have another operation, this time in Apeldoorn, The Netherlands! Now I'm grateful for the health insurance which covers the costs, for the full day of forced rest I'll have (even if I have a mile of cotton stuffed in my sinuses... who cares?! I get to lay in bed and play on my iPad the whole day haha!) and mostly for the wonderfully cold hospital A/C! Though I will miss my night nurse Wim, he'll stay home with the kids. And the best part is, I'll enter my 30th year of living POLYP-FREE. I can definitely be grateful for that.