General Hospital

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AM

Least: By 9:00am I was beginning to think about drycleaning. Like many businesses in Osaka it doesn't open 'till 10:00am. I just wish they could all open and close an hour earlier. Drycleaning isn't in the least bit interesting - unless you ask the local cadres of the Laundry and Dry Cleaning Club.

Most: At approximately 5.40am I rode with Rosie over to the local hospital (see above) Her 'upset stomach', apparently caused by yoghurt had got no better since the same time yesterday. The emergency ward was as grimy as those in Australia but without the drunken maniacs trying to tear the place apart. The nurse was helpful and the Doc racked his brains for a solution. We left the hospital with three paper bags full of medication, including some sachets of white powder with unknown powers. Interesting!

PM

Least: Between 2.45pm and 8.45pm I worked with little more than a few swigs of mineral water to keep me going. My hunger turned every second into an hour. I just hope the tatami-sized pizza that I just inhaled treats me well in tomorrow's am.

Most: By 12:00pm, Rosie was beginning to recover from her malady. The strange medicines appeared to be working and the chalky sachet hit it's mark. I cooked Rosie a bland lunch then had a nap, interrupted only by the alarm clock. Methinks the world owes me about 11hrs sleep.