Today is a China Day.

Expats in China define a China Day as a day in which being in China causes one much anxiety and frustration.  Today is one of those days for me.

To begin with, a simple task, you would think, of getting Tony to the hospital to get a TB shot turned into a big run-around. The mother-in-law was told to go to a certain hospital, supposedly the #2 People's Hospital, to get this shot for Tony. Tony had gotten a TB shot at birth but the PPD test negated the vaccine so he has to get another shot. So this morning, we walked to the #2 people's hospital in Wuxi to get the shot. At that hospital, they told my mother-in-law that they didn't give TB shots; she had to go to a nearby Children's Hospital. We walked there. The mother-in-law was then told there, after we could finally find someone to ask, that we had to go to a hospital across town. I got livid. The wife is now mad at me because I pointed out to her that this was the second time this week that her mother-in-law had gone to a hospital only to be told she was at the wrong place. The problem is that the mother-in-law is not using her mobile phone. If the doctors in question were able to talk to my wife, these run-arounds would not have happened. But pointing this out to my wife only makes her angry in an irrational way.

Now, the school has us going to teach two Middle School classes starting next Saturday. None of the trainers want to do them. I have to make someone do them. And the thing will be a disaster because it won't be well-planned and the students are sure to be wild.