Diplo Repost: Can’t wait to see what local remedies we pick up on this trip!
Now that we’re getting quite close to diplo-baby’s arrival (perhaps a little too close for comfort!), the delivery stories are coming out of the woodwork. And as usual, I’m always shocked to learn about everything. For example, if you need to have stitches, you won’t be able to use toilet paper for awhile. WHAT? Also, nobody said anything about stitches. But for those woefully in the dark like me, yes, they’re what you think they’re for, and trust me, you don’t want to rip them out with aggressive cleaning techniques. And for those who went the c-section route, there’s the friend who with a calm voice and a straight face informed me that the anesthesia ran about about half-way through her disembowelment (which is what a c-section essentially is – also something no one told me). Needless to say, I’m currently in the market for pregnancy-friendly tranquilizers to calm my nerves.
But I thought I would share the story that really takes the cake – it’s from a fellow expat friend who has been navigating through the adventures of Austrian living. Despite the grandness of Vienna, and the fact that it’s located west and not east of the Danube, it turns out that modern medicine here has plenty of room for a good, old-fashioned remedy.