How could I forget to highlight my near death desert experience.
Picture it, on Wednesday after a long day of playing with 4-year-olds I come home, go to the gym, return home to sit on the couch, turn on my VPN and turn up Pandora like usual. Then, all of a sudden, I start getting sharp chest and stomach pains. I jokingly texted my somewhat of a best friend and tell him that my body is shutting down because it is not used to real food or working out daily. Little did I know, this was no joking matter. Eric, another teacher, came over to get something. In the middle of him talking, I ran out of the room to hug the toilet. Vomitting is something I never do, but by Thursday morning I had become a pro. Digusting!
I vowed that I would not miss work on Thursday because I like to save missing days for later in the year and Thursday is the last workday here. But, on Thursday morning I literally could not move. My everything hurt! Luckily Eric was able to take a break from work and drive me to the doctor. I even did something that I said I would never do......I visited the doctor's office that is in the same building as the fish market. *hangs head in shame* The office was actually not so bad. What was bad, what I did not do, what I could not do, what I refused to do was use that hole in the floor inside of the bathroom. I explained to the doctor that there was no way possible I could use that bathroom. He thought I was saying it needed cleaning. "No sir, I don't know how to use a hole in the floor." He found me another toilet, gave me my prescriptions, and got me out of there. The next day I was fine, still on a soup diet, but fine. I am pretty sure I had food poisoning. The doctor seemed sure too although he said it might have been gastro inginitis. Who knows really? The point is, I am much better and I did not die in the desert.
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