The Tale of the Titanium plate, part 2. I walked into town this afternoon to finalise the purchase of the titanium plate. When I produced our insurance certificate, the secretary (different secretary to this morning, but obviously trained in the same place..) said “Oh, I understood you were paying in cash”. We’re talking about a thousand English pounds here, which is five thousand Argentinian pesos. So I said “no, our insurance company are going to do a transfer directly into your account”.
And she said “But we don’t have a contract with this insurance company so I can’t allow you to do that”. So I said “If you don’t want to accept our business, I have another quote from another company that I can go with”
Then I left her with my mobile phone number and she said she’d get back to me. And I said you have one hour or I’m phoning the other guys. And then I left.
When I had got about three blocks up the road, my mobile phone rang. And she said “If you just come back a minute I’ll give you our account details”. So hopefully now we really might have a titanium plate, but only if the insurance company manage to get themselves together to make the payment on Monday. Watch this space…
The tale of the Titanium plate. I got on my bike and went round the city and collected three quotes for titanium plates. Or rather two quotes, as one of companies has their stock held up in customs in Buenos Aires and aren’t sure when it will ever be released. Customs in Buenos Aires is a whole other topic of conversation. Anyway, waving my quotes triumphantly, I continued on my bike to the Hospital Privado to ask the doctor which one we should go ahead with. At the door my way was barred by the secretary, so I explained what I wanted. To which she said “But the doctor doesn’t choose, you have to decide”. At this, I wondered aloud whether I should base my choice on tossing a coin, or on this seasons colours… “hmm” she said “the doctor’s not here right now, but maybe his colleague can help you”. Luckily the colleague decided that the thing to do was in fact to phone the doctor. And now we have a titanium plate. Or rather we will do when I go back into town to complete the paperwork this afternoon.
The spring rain started with a bang yesterday. Or rather with lots of loud bangs and flashes of lightening. After being dry for the last four months the predominant atmospheric ingredient has become brown dust, so the coming of the rains is very welcome. Rain here isn’t half hearted, you have about three seconds to get under cover before being completely soaked to the skin. Our road floods to about a foot deep in half an hour, and bags of rubbish can be seen floating merrily down. Luckily we have a slope up to our front door and it hasn’t yet reached futher than half way up! And because Cordoba is in a bowl, the storm is all around us, making the forked lightening all the more spectacular.
Here’s something I was formulating earlier… I was just reading something in Spanish by a Rabbi here, Sergio Bergman, on the inclusion of disabled people in communities. He presents inclusion as an issue of “Shalom”, my poor translation would go something like this… When something touches us personally then we have to respond to it in order to be at peace; but if it is something that we either don’t perceive, or perceive to be a long way away, then we don’t experience there being a relationship between this issue and my peace – I don’t need to resolve this in order to be at peace. Therefore in order to create an inclusive community, we need to find ways of disturbing the peace not of those who are already activists, but of people who don’t have the issues on their radar. He says “the theme of inclusion (of disabled people) will be resolved by those who don’t yet have it on their agenda”.
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Hey look I can make this blog thing work. The next plan is to add a couple of buttons so that people can respond or ask questions or whatever. But we haven’t done that yet, so if you’ve got anything to say, for now you’ll have to email it to us, addresses on the front page. Speaking of front pages, we’re also working on that, it’s functional but not attractive yet, I think… bit like a dentists waiting room, does the job but hardly feels like home. Ideas and suggestions….?
Here’s a little conversation I had with a 13 year old a while ago which I’ve been dying for an opportunity to share…
13: Your husband doesn’t speak much Spanish does he?
Me: No, he’s just learning
13: How do you speak to each other at home if he can’t speak Spanish?
Me: Well if there’s only the two of us we speak to each other in English
Me: Because that’s our language and it’s the one that we both speak best
13: Yes but what do you talk about if you can only speak English….???
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