I'd say it's a rare thing, indeed to be able to go to the doctor's and leave with a free party favor. And I'm not talking about the nasal spray for your sinuses. And let's face it, that doesn't count anyway, since you have to go to the pharmacist to get it anyway.
No, I'm talking about this:
No, I'm talking about this:
Hello my little, lungs. How adorable you are, indeed!
Behold my lungs. Oh, yeah. Coolest. Thing. Ever.
One of the less thrilling aspect about living in another country is the visa requirements. The best part about my teaching gig however, is that it's run through the government, which makes it not only legal, but also less hassle-ridden than the average visa-seeker (don't get me wrong, there is a lot of beauracracy to wade through no matter what). One of formalities involved in getting my visa is a medical exam. The details about it are less than thrilling and I won't go into them, but apparently the French are very interested in the quality of people's lungs, so they require a chest x-ray. It's free (yay!) and you get to keep the picture (double yay!). Awesome.
One of the less thrilling aspect about living in another country is the visa requirements. The best part about my teaching gig however, is that it's run through the government, which makes it not only legal, but also less hassle-ridden than the average visa-seeker (don't get me wrong, there is a lot of beauracracy to wade through no matter what). One of formalities involved in getting my visa is a medical exam. The details about it are less than thrilling and I won't go into them, but apparently the French are very interested in the quality of people's lungs, so they require a chest x-ray. It's free (yay!) and you get to keep the picture (double yay!). Awesome.
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