Declared Sane
Minh did a good job explaining the mental health check deal. He said the committee didn’t accept a report from a US private doctor and I needed to be examined at a hospital.
Going there was an interesting experience and I have been having fun explaining this event with my colleagues here in the US. I knew no one at the mental hospital could speak English so I was expecting some mischievous fun. It started with the filling out of a certain form which was, of course, all in Vietnamese. Some of the lines I recognized from filling out the numerous visa applications and entry papers because they are bilingual. I know what a dia chi is, so I put in Thu An’s street address. This caused a minor ruckus. The lady, of course, didn’t buy it and wanted my US address. So I started over with a new form. From her reaction, these forms must be very expensive. On the next form, I didn’t know what a few things were, so Thu An tried to help me, unsuccessfully. They do the same thing we do in Paris. If they think you don’t understand what they are saying they say it louder the second time. I think she and the admitting nurse took over and finished it for me. I then had to sit across from another unhappy looking woman who looked it and me over for an exaggeratedly long time for no obvious reason. read more