I was on vacation in Bulgaria and decided to go skiing. Due to many factors I crashed at one point and my one of my ski poles struck my head. Then I received my first stitches (five) ever, and I got them in a foreign country!
I completed the last five days of my vacation and returned to Moldova. My house family what thankful that the only damage I did was five stitches, but I think they found it kind of funny. I have not recently had the best of luck medically.
This conversation took place over one meal-
Host mom: There is a kind of cream that you can get that will help reduce scarring.
Host dad: No, Tim does not need that. There is a Russian saying that goes, what kind of man does not have a scar? (Meaning, that true/real men have scars).
Host mom: But he has such beautiful skin, like a woman's.
Me: Thanks, I guess.
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One time, she said I had hands like a ballerina, but she didn't think I knew what ballerina meant.
Aaron
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