It’s not a Jet Set Zero Adventure until somebody ends up in the hospital, so I figured it would be me…..

I was pretty sick over the weekend, feverish and I had a wicked stomach ache but I figured I would just sleep it off and life would be grand again. Monday and Tuesday rolled around and I felt ok, not super, but not awful either. I went to bed on Tuesday night with high hopes that I would be at 164% by Wednesday. At 3:30 am I woke up with an itchy neck… shrugging it off I went to the bathroom, everything was great. I laid back in bed and my lip started to tingle…. so I got up and went back to the bathroom and watched my top lip swell from normal size to a girl who seriously overdosed on collagen in a matter of 15 minutes or so. So I did what any rational person would do, I popped a bunch of Benadryl. I could just feel the thing continuing to swell, it felt like I was giving birth to a small unicorn out of my lip, so I figured I should probably wake up the boys in case my throat decided to swell and close up too.

We decided that I should probably go to a hospital just in case it turned out to be something serious considering I had been sick all weekend. Good old Google found “American Hospital” for us so off we went. Upon arriving at the hospital we were greeted by a secuity guard and an empty waiting room (AN EMPTY WAITING ROOM? WHAAAAAAA?) I was put in a room immediately and the doctor came and saw me right away. I was lucky, both the nurse and the doctor spoke English. He concluded that it was no more than an allergic reaction (to what I have no idea considering I was sleeping) and he hooked up me to an IV bag with some allergy medication and I was instructed to wait 45 minutes. All the Benadryl that I had popped began to kick in and I was tired as hell, so I entertained the guys with 45 minutes of non sensical ramblings.

Upon leaving, I was instructed to pay the cashier. Excuse me? PAY for medical care? Then I remembered that I was no longer in Canada, land of free healthcare, so that was a new experience for me. Not really a fun one though…. So 286 Turkish Lira later, I find out that there is nothing wrong with me. Unfortunately (or fortunately), my hospital experience was super easy and super fast. There wasn’t very much gesturing, frustration or obscenities being thrown around as I imagined my first hospital visit in Istanbul to be.

I now leave you with pictures of me trying to be hot with my new Hollywood lips.