Illness - Ill!

Just a short story to let you know I am well cared for here.

Two days ago, on Tuesday, I woke up in the morning feeling like I might, just might, throw up. But I said to myself, no, Ken, this is probably just from eating two suppers the night before. So I went to school, did my lessons for the day (all in the morning that day) with my usual vigour and good energy but then felt a little weird afterwards. Munechika sensei (English teacher) told me that Okuda sensei (another English teacher and my private Japanese tutor) was absent that day because she came down with the flu. Well. I was at Okuda's house the night before for my lessons so I thought, hmm. Maybe I've caught something ( I was later informed that flu takes at least 5 or 6 days to manifest itself after contraction).

In any case, I was starting to develop a fever so Munechika called the Board of Education office, talked to Kawamura (one of my supervisors, she of the ginger tea) who promptly drove over with Komatsu (my other super) and picked me up from school, like an ambulance or something. They drove me to a nearby clinic where I met one of my students, 3rd year girl. Komatsu asked me if I was embarassed that this little girl was here by herself and I was escorted by two adults. After getting some drugs, they drove me home and commanded me to sleep.

At this point you're probably thinking to yourself, wow, what considerate teachers and supervisors he has, that they would take time out of their day to do all this for him. Wait til I tell you that those two showed up after work with a big grocery bag full of appropriate food for feverish people. Moreover, when they arrived, they brought in another big bag full of fruit and juice that Shoko (she of the awesome daytrips and encyclipaedic knowledge of everything Japan) had dropped off and hung on my doorknob, so as not to disturb me (I had told her of my illness via cell txt). While we were marvelling over all this goodwill, Munechika sensei dropped by with a hot take-out okonomiyaki (one of my fav foods, as she recalled from one of my lessons) and a box of strawberries. Wow.

The entire inventory of gifted foods is as follows:
5 packages of rice gruel (soft, hot rice soup stuff)
3 cups of Doraimon chocolate pudding
2 cups of fruit yogurt
2 big apples
2 packages of fresh rolls from the bakery
1 cinnamon roll from the bakery
2 packages of multi-vitamin juice
1 pack of omochi
1 quick-make udon set
1 okonomiyaki
1 bottle of apple juice (355mL)
1 bottle of Aquarious (2L)
1 bottle of Pokari Sweat (1.5L) [these last two are like energy
drinks...very delish]
1 box of strawberries.

My parents called the next day (I had emailed them about this wonderful generosity)and they were very happy and thankful to know I had such good friends looking out for me. 'Are they all women [who brought this food for you]?` asked my Dad. `Incidentally, yes they are', I replied. 'You are your father's son', he said with a laugh. Whatever THAT's supposed to mean!

The point of the story here, is that I am not alone, even when ill. Fear not for your little Kenny, he is in good hands.