the great german doctor search!

It all began when I ate that pig leg... the next morning I didnt quite feel myself and by nightfall I was wuite dizzy, had a fever and couldnt swallow very well. Strepthroat! Easy to diagnose and a little penisilan to cure... however in germany they di thinkgs alittle differently. I styed in bed the next day to gather strenth for the great search. On Wednesday I was ready. At the call shop I contacted my insurance company (well dad did, thank papa) and asked a 'local' if he knew where I could find a doctor. 'Theres one around the corner, i can take you' offered a man how I would latter know as Thomas. Sounds good to me and I followed. Thomas was a funny friendly guy in his mid twenties I think. He nearly peed his pants when I asked him if he was from Germany, I guess there arent any black germans. Thomas and I searched for these doctors he knew of only to find out that they were dentists! He took me down a few other streets and on a tram ride but all we found were chirpractors, sports therapist, eye nose and throat specialists and a couple of family doctors that werent open on wednesdays. This is when thomas and I parted ways... he did invited me out for coffee, but I reminded him that I was ill and contagious and should probably be in bed.

I wasnt ready to give up however and walked to the nearest hospital. I was examining the site legend map thing when a friendly German asked if I needed help. hesitantly, 'Yah' I replied. Through broken english we decided it would be best if I went to a private doctor, not one at the hospital. He knew where one was and we began to walk... and everything began to look vaguely familiar... past the dentist shop, past the chiropractor and the spports medicin guy and the eye nose and throat specialist and in the mean time the friendly german mentions that he is a doctor of alternative medicin and that antibiotics are a bad idea and that if I would just come over to his house he would give me some alternative medicin. ... now I'm thinking 'ok buddy, you are twice my size, I'm not going into any building wih you, but If you could point me towards the doctors that would be great' Then he continued on about natural medicin which I think is great, but I really wanted some antibiotics... and through the broken english yogurt was what I understood. Yes, yes I promissed him if I insisted on taking antibiotics I would indeed eat lots of yogurt (lactobasilis I think is what he was truing to suggest)! Well after a long walk we arrived at the doctor but they wouldn't be open of 2 hours - cool, I'll go home and have a nap and come back.

fast forward two hours. I knock on the clinic door and they say that they are not open (the small print under open monday to friday sais, except wednesday!!!) but all I need is a quick presciption, ' sorry there are no doctors here.'

Home I go. the next day I arrived at the clinic the next day and there is a doctor on. Yes the woman I spoke with the night before was indeed my doctor, I would have said something, but I think my sarcasm would have been lost in the languae barrier, plus I really wanted some medicin. Five minutes with the doctor and she concluded that I had strep, surprise!? And ten minutes later I had a treat bag from the drug store - they put throat candies and mini klenex in my package as well as medicin!

Tomorrow I leave for Berlin - on the Autobahn!!!
(no spellcheck, spelling is particularily bad)