This is an actual conversation that I had with my co-teacher the morning I ended up going to the doctor about the stabby hurty:
Caroline: "Hey, are you doing anything this afternoon?"
Mrs. Kim: "I have a meeting after our last class, why?"
C: "I have a pain and I want to go to the hospital." (For those of you who don't live in Korea, they go to the hospital for everything. It's like when we go to the walk in clinic at the doctor's office.)
K: "You have a pain? Where is it?"
C: "It's here. It hurts when I move certain ways and when I cough or sneeze and I want to make sure it's not my appendix."
K: "Your what?"
C: "It's a thing on your intestines. Anyway, I want to go to the hospital."
K: "Ok, do you have an appointment?"
C: "Uh ... no. I don't speak Korean." (She knows this.)
K: "Well, which hospital do you want to go to?"
C: "I don't know. I was hoping you could help me with that."
K: "Do you want to see my husband?" (Her husband is a surgeon.)
C: "No, I just want to talk to a doctor to make sure that I am ok."
K: "So ..." She looks confused. "You want to go to the hospital but you have no appointment?"
Pause while I think about how to rephrase my request for her to help me go to the hospital.
C: "I know an English speaking doctor. I will just go to him."
K: "Yes, I think that would be best."