I finally gave in and went to the pharmacy to get some medicine. People were saying "That doesn't sound good" whenever I started coughing... and Hiroshi was complaining that I was keeping him up all night.
I was happy to note that my Japanese is finally good enough that I can have a conversation with the pharmacist about which medicine to get. Granted I can't understand everything, but enough to make a real decision about what to buy (instead of eeney-meeney-miney-moe-ing it).
Friday, January 27, 2006
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