Hospital of the Future

I have an appointment this morning at 9 am to see my personal health coach.  A doctor of the future as I call it.  A doctor of preventive medicine instead of reactive medicine.  It is like a hospital of the future.  In this kind of hospital, you check in before your body has checked out.  You go to this futuristic hospital before getting an illness to prevent illness in the first place.  Health and vitality seem to be very important here in Costa Rica.  You don’t see many overweight people.

I arrive 10 minutes early and my doctor doctora is ready to see me.  How about that.  No waiting in the waiting room.  They seem surprised to see an American and immediately ask if I speak Spanish.  No one speaks english here.  I quip, “¡Claro que si mae!” (Of course I speak Spanish man).

The Doctor is In

Actual Nutritionist which Helped me Pura vida!

I arrive to my new doctor’s office for a physical.  Alright, she really is a Nutritionist.  It had all the trappings of going to a doctor’s office.  Nutritionist are Doctor’s of the future.  Very pleasant, attentive and polite.

She measures how tall I am, everything here uses the metric system.  I am 1.8 meters tall and weigh 100 kilos.  Hey, only 100, that doesn’t sound so bad in kilos.  Wrong.  That is 220 pounds.

After taking all kinds of other diagnostics and checking my oil (I’m a quart low), the end results are in.  We begin to review the results.  The conclusion, I’m fat, overweight, gordito. sedentary, lose some weight will you.  My waist is too wide for my body.  I’m all out of proportion.  She says my muscle mass is good.  At least I have that going for me.


My personal nutritionist health coach doctor says she is going to design an exercise routine for me.  I visit the “hospital” five days and week to do my routine to get well and prevent illness.  She says she will complete the routine by Monday and will guide me through my routine.  It all begins on Monday. I feel better already. Pura vida!

If you don’t make time for exercise, you’ll probably have to make time for illness. — Robin Sharma

Lunch at the Kiosk

Lunch time comes around again, as it does everyday.  Figure that one out.  I decide to go to a local place located in Plaza de Sol in my neighborhood barrio.  You can get a casado meal for 4,000 colones or $7.  If you look up the term casado in a Spanish dictionary, it says married.  This is what they call a typical meal here in Costa Rica casados.  I explain more about this conundrum in another post: Are you married or just hungry?

The food here is great: rice, beans, arroz con frijoles, salad ensalada, and a pork chop chuleta with onions on top encebollada.

Chuleta Encebollada, Kiosk, Plaza del Sol, Curridabat, Costa Rica

The place doesn’t seem to have a name.  It is in the center of Plaza del Sol.  I call it the Kiosk of Plaza del Sol. I recommend it for a great lunch.

Plaza del Sol, Curridabat, Costa Rica

We Bought a Commode

I return to the tienda de cermicas the place where I found lots of bathroom fixtures to choose from.  I commit and buy a toilet.  It is imported from Italy.  An italian commode.  How about that.  I never bought one of these things in the United States.  It cost 265,000 colones or $470.  That is one expensive place to put your trasero (behind). Anything imported here has a 50% tax or greater depending on the item being imported.  There is no income tax here (even if they did people don’t make much), so the government has to be creative and tax using other methods.  Cars have a 85% import tax.  That includes car parts, which are very expensive.  Owning a car here is not cheap.  I’ll walk.

I only wanted a coffee maker

When you buy something here in Costa Rica, it is a process.  It is not like in the states, you plop down your credit card and viola.  Sometimes, you have to see two or three different people before your purchase is complete.  I bought a coffee maker at Wal-Mart for instance.  I paid the cashier for the item and then I had to take it to the customer service area.  They opened the box, checked the coffee maker was intact with no damage, extracted the paperwork with the warranty, I was sworn in, signed a bunch of papers, the deputy put it all back together, and I’m on my way.

When I buy the commode, same deal.  Except there was only one employee at this place, she fills out a bunch of paperwork, I sign my name in a bunch of places, tell them where I live, so it can be delivered, and were done.  Here is the receipt, filled out in detail detalle:

The commode arrives next day wrapped in plastic, I pay them about $17 or 10,000 colones for delivery.  It will be installed tomorrow by someone else.

Si Dios quiere (God willing, common phrase here), we will have a new place to flush the “stuff” out of the house tomorrow.

¡Hasta mañana entonces!

2 thoughts on “Hospital of the Future”

  1. Wonderful news that you will be in shape soon! Thankful for this gym so close to where you live and now dedicate time to get healthy!!!
    And that commode is one expensive seat there!
    Continue on writing! Later

  2. Painless to go see the nutritionist!! Beautiful. Getting out of shape is so easy. The opposite, ri-i-ight!!! Good luck. I am thinking of looking into the Silver Sneaker program at LA Fitness. My walking partner has a membership. Better health is a noble destination.

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