A Terrifying Day of Injury and Breathing Difficulties
My flu symptoms had improved, so I went to a pho restaurant for breakfast. The broth was fish-based, but the taste was acceptable. I spent the entire day in my hotel room and followed my daily routine, including muscle training. In the evening, I went to a burger shop and had some craft beer. I had dinner at a local restaurant where I usually had breakfast. However, I regretted choosing that place for dinner. I returned to my hotel room and continued drinking. I experimented with a new artwork using an apple. Since the apple was cracked, I tried to keep it away from the ants because there were so many of them in my room. I found a suitable place on a ceiling beam. I was going to hang a plastic bag containing the apples from it, but I forgot that there was a ceiling fan nearby. I injured the back of my right hand. It was extremely painful, but I was relieved that I had not fractured a bone and that the cut was not deep. The accident sobered me up and made me take the situation seriously, so I went to bed. When I woke up around midnight, I went to the bathroom. I started coughing intensely, and it became difficult to breathe. I was genuinely concerned, so I prepared for the possibility that my symptoms might get worse. I searched for a clinic and information on how to call an ambulance in Vietnam. I wrote a message in Vietnamese on a piece of paper: “I cannot breathe. Please call an ambulance for me.” I placed it on the bedside table along with my passport and wallet. Fortunately, I managed to fall asleep, and the coughing did not return. Eventually, it stopped completely. I have to say that it was the most terrifying day of my life.
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- Nearly Die My sympton of flu was improved. I went to a pho restaurant and had breakfast. It was fish broth type but the taste was acceptable. I spent my time in the hotel room for a whole day. I did daily routine including mastle traning. In the evening, I went to the burger shop and had craft beer. I had dinner at a local restaurant where I had brekfast usually. However, I regretted to choose there as for having dinner. I returned home and continued drinking. I did experiment for new artwork with an apple. After using apple which was cracked so I tried to avoid approaching ants because the room has a lot of ants. I found a suitable place, ceilling beam. I was going to hook a plastic bag of apples to there but I forgot existing the ceilling fan. I got injured on my back of the right hand. It was super paiful but I relived it was not crack the bone and deep cut wound. The accident made me serious and sober so I went to bed. When I woke up around midnight, I went to a restroom. I got intence coughing and it made me difficulty breathing. I really feel concern so I prepared if such a sympton would be worsen. I seached a clinic and how to call rescue in Vietnam. I wrote a message on the paper "I could not breath. Pleae call me an anburance." in Vietnamese. I put it on bed side with passport and wallet. Fortunately, I was able to sleep and coughing was not continued, furthermore ceased it. I had to say, it was the worst horrible day in my life.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
