12/14 (Fri.)

実践ビジネス英語    Friday, December 14

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Hospital Food, Airline Food (6)

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1[S]: In our current vignette, Umemura Seiji describes how he was suddenly
struck by severe pain during a flight to New York. He was rushed to the hospital on arrival and ended up staying there for two days as a result of a kidney stone. Were you ever hospitalized in the States, Heather?

2[I]: Twice as I recall, both when I was a child. The first time was the
most serious and coincidentally also involved an airplane. I was five or
six years old, and my parents and I were living in the village of Mekoryuk, Alaska, which is on an island in the Bering Sea.

参考サイト: (Cecile さんより)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mekoryuk,_Alaska

Basically I developed a rash and a high fever and eventually became delirious. There were no phones in the village, just a radio at the school where my parents were teachers. But luckily a teacher in another village heard my father's radio calls for help and contacted the state troopers. And there happened to be a trooper who had flown to a nearby island in a six-passenger single-engine plane and he flew over to pick up my mother and me and take us to a hospital in the town of Bethel about 210 kilometers away.

3[S]: That sounds quite dramatic. Your parents must have been terrified.
What was wrong?

4[I]: It turned out to be scarlet fever. When the trooper arrived to get us, I had a temperature of about 40 degrees and I ended up being in a hospital for about a week. Of course, most of what I know about the incident, I was told by my parents. My own memories are a bit fuzzy due to my age and the sickness. I do have a

very clear recollection involving food, however. I hardly ate anything while I was sick. So after I started to recover, the doctor told my mother, "Let her eat whatever she wants. Just get her to eat. She needs to gain weight." And when my mother asked me what I wanted, being five or six years old, I naturally replied, "Ice cream!" I got to gorge myself on ice cream for a while. That was heaven.

5[S]: Well, thank goodness. It all ended well. What do you think of U.S. hospital's recent efforts to improve the quality of their menus?

6[I]: It sounds like a wonderful idea for a number of reasons. In addition to being healthier and reducing food waste as Umemura points out, it must help lower the stress being in a hospital, and less stress would certainly help a person recover from illness or injury more quickly.

A friend of mine is a social worker in Boston, and she told me the oncology / bone marrow transplant unit at her hospital has been letting its patients choose what they want from a buffet cart. She also arranges for someone to come up from the kitchen on patients' birthdays and ask what they'd like to eat, especially if they've been hospitalized for a long time.

7[S]: The conversation in the vignette eventually turns to airplane food. And how... it's also had a very bad reputation over the years.

8[I]: I have to admit, airplane food has never bothered me much. I love to travel, including the process of getting to my destination, so I think that feeling of happy anticipation has always lent the food flavor for me.

That said, there certainly is a vast difference between what you get in economy and what you get in business class. When I went to Italy on my honey moon, the airline gave us a free upgrade. And the food was one of the best parts of the experience. If anything, it was almost too much of a good thing. The cabin attendants came by nearly every hour with a new meal or snack, and by the end of the flight, I was thinking, "Oh, no. No more. Go away."