Jacque in Jakarta: Houses of Sick, a.k.a. Hospitals

After less than a year of marriage, Alex and I have now seen the inside of a hospital twice. Last year, I had a severe kidney infection in London, and this past week, we got to experience the Jakarta healthcare system. I must say, it was a pleasant surprise.

At about one in the morning, Alex woke up incredibly sick. Being the stubborn man that he is, he was refusing to go to the hospital. Finally, by eight in the morning, severely dehydrated and writhing in pain, he agreed to go to the hospital. We took a Blue Bird taxi thinking it would be quick, but between the Jakarta traffic and a driver who wanted to make a few extra rupia, a ride of fifteen minutes took over thirty minutes.

Once we arrived at the hospital, I was expecting to have to mime symptoms for the doctors to understand. However, everyone there spoke English and were very friendly. Instead of the stacks of paperwork and the hours of waiting I was anticipating, there was only one paper with basic information to be filled out and Alex was sent into the ER to be seen by a doctor immediately.

After a quick prod of the abdomen, the doctor was able to determine that Alex had a bowel infection. He was put on an IV to restore the lost electrolytes and they drew blood to run a few tests. He was so happy that I took this picture:

Something between a smile and a grimace.

The blood tests took a little over an hour for us to get back. His liver was healthy, he was completely negative for typhoid and he had an acute bacterial bowel infection. The doctor informed him that he had two choices: Admit himself to the hospital, or go home. Of course he wanted to go home, so the doctor perscribed him five different medicines and sent him on his way after only four hours in the hospital. At that news, he looked much happier:

At this point I think he wants to break the camera.

So, after all was said and done, we learned two important pieces of information. First of all, even the tiniest of things can cause big problems. Alex actually got the infection from one tiny bite of fish he ate at church. Secondly, hospital visits actually can be cheap. The visit here was a seventh of what we paid in London. Moral of the story: Don't trust any food that's been left out, and should you get sick, a Jakarta hospital is cheaper than a London one.

Jacque in Jakarta: The Importance of Language

I have always been an advocate of language learning. I generally like to consider myself above the curve when it comes to languages, seeing as I am fluent in two foreign languages and have a basic knowledge of a few more. However, basic isn't always good enough when living in a foreign country.

I have now lived in Jakarta nearly two months. Unfortunately, I haven't had a lot of time to study the language. However, in the short amount of time I've been here, I have been able to pick up a handful of vocabulary. As they say, "Necessity is the father of invention", or in my case, the father of language aquisition.

Some of the first vocabulary I learned was numbers. Numbers are especially important in a society where bargaining is prevalent. But three of the most important words I've learned are "kiri", "canan", and "terus", which mean left, right and straight.

As I explained in a previous post, I normally take the angkot to work. Though sometimes, it is nice to take a taxi, and sometimes we have to go to a new place where the angkot route is unknown. Thus, the ability to give directions is very important.

The first few times we took a taxi, we got a little ride around Jakarta. It should take 20-30 minutes in a taxi to get to work, and cost no more than 30,000 IDR (3USD), but it has taken us nearly an hour and cost 50,000 IDR (5USD). Some might say, "What's the big deal? It's still cheap", but the problem is that every little bit adds up and it's more the principal of the matter. Just because I'm white, doesn't mean I have a lot of money. And just because I don't speak the language, doesn't mean a driver has the right to take me any route to make some extra money.

The Blue Bird Group is supposed to be the most reputable taxi company, but we have still had problems with them. There are a few other companies such as Express and Taxiku that are pretty good, but there are always bad apples. So, the long and short of it is, when in a foreign country, learn the language. Or at the very least, learn the important vocabulary.