If only I had pictures to add, but I don't. This will be a short blog, but I couldn't leave it out. In China, Shane and I often eat fish. It is a common food here and they do it rather well. The dis-advantage of fish here is that they don't just serve you fish...nat they serve you a fish-complete with skin, bones, head, tail, and nice beady eyes. The Chinese usually make a nice piles of discarded bones on the table next to them- and sometimes the bones can be very small and sharp.
Again, in lisa fashion, while eating dinner a forked bone actually went THROUGH my tongue- all the way. Being that it was forked, I had no idea which way to try and pull it out.This caused a bit of commotion in the restaurant staff (fortunately we were the only ones there) and after much gesturing and a sad attempt at chinese (being that my tongue was sticking out of my mouth) they brought me a mirror. Successfully, and with much pain, I pulled the bone out through my tongue. Oh....China.
(And Shane, being the great husband that he is, was only laughing a bit. I don't think he realized that it was all the way through. Only that it had pierced me.) At first they brought me a tooth-pick, but then after seeing what was happening... and laughing/smiling a bit I might add, they got a mirror. )
Shane was trying to reach over and get it out for me, but I was afraid of it hurting me, but I wasn't even able to say NO. Rather, only vain attempts at sounds with my tongue hanging out of my mouth. Hahaha. It was quite an ordeal. :)
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