We finally caught a few lucky breaks; the hotel manager saw Eriola eating breakfast in the lobby and became so concerned that he offered to do anything he could to help. Dudley was working overtime helping us get in touch with a family friend for a hospital recommendation. The hotel assigned us two people, Dan and Leah, to drive us to Severance Hospital, an hour away.
Severence was much, much better equipped and modern, and E was able to confirm the ER's diagnosis. The matter of the extreme pain in her eyes was more difficult to resolve. After being denied painkillers multiple times in the Ophthamology unit, we threw ourselves upon the mercy on the International Health unit. Relief appeared in the form of a large, theatrical American doctor (our new friends Dan and Leah said that he spoke Korean like a native); he took one look at E, pitifully hunched in her wheelchair, hand over her eyes, and yelled "GET THIS GIRL A DEMEROL! SOME CODEINE! WE ARE NOT BARBARIANS!" This was followed by rapid-fire Korean to his staff and into his phone.
Reader, I began to cry from relief. E had been in such terrible pain for 48 hours and the end was nigh.
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