by External Poster » Wed Jan 17, 2007 12:51 pm
This posting is from: Denise McCracken
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>Margeth went for the Montreal Experience! No french necessary. The doc
>spoke English. LOL
In a way, you were lucky. You missed the jokes that the nurses were
telling about you in French. I could almost understand them doing that,
because they didn't think that I could understand and therefore were not
hurting my feelings, but some of them were being a$$holated in English,
and I made a major complaint to Brassard. He told me later that there
were some changes made, and that problem solved.
The problem is, the nurses around the recovery house didn't speak much
English, some none at all. Usually, if someone tried to ask for
something, they would be handed a Fleet Enema(tm). This resulted in an
incident in which my room partner messed her bed and had an emotional
breakdown. I tried to speak for her after that.
We went shopping on the first day there, on the train, and when we got
back to the station, it was closed, and we waited an hour in the
freezing cold and snow for a taxi. When one finally arrived, the others
said to forget it, the driver didn't speak any English, and I ran as
fast as I could through the snow yelling, "No, tell him to wait! I can
talk to him!" We might not have gotten another cab. I told the driver
to take us to "Van Shemeen days eel yal", and he gave me a dirty look
and said, "Eel yal, eel yal". I'm sure that he had an attitude because
he knew what that place was, but without someone there who could at
least pronounce a few words, we would have been looking for a cardboard
box to spend the night in.
I'm not fluent in French or a native speaker, but I'm really glad that I
knew enough to get around.
-densie
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(This posting was entered by Denise McCracken, an external user of MyDLV.)