An interesting phenomenon that I have come across during my many travels abroad are the countless doctor’s offices that I have visited in different countries and my experiences with the medical systems of each country. Someday I would like to write a coffee table book about all of the doctor’s offices I’ve been too and some of the wacky stories that came with them. If you are like me and have a sensitive body, mind, and immune system it is likely that you too have been to the doctor in some strange places as well.

Being sick in another country can be scary and alienating, I know it was for me. I have been in situations where doctors don’t speak English and I was unable to communicate with them. I have been yelled at by male gynecologists telling me that I was being dramatic after expressing my concerns in another language. I have taken medications that I did not need because of miscommunication. I have had injectable antibiotics shot into my rear end behind the counter of a South American pharmacy (most recent ouch). I have had doctors ask me what latex was after giving them a list of allergies. The list goes on.

I am here to say that if you have ever felt hopeless, or scared, or frustrated, know that there are more of us out there who have been where you are and it will pass it always does. Oh and I promise you’re not dying Google and WebMD are your worst enemy.