In the past 15 months I have been very proud of the fact that I have kept remarkably good health here in Sierra Leone. However, on Friday I discovered what it is to be struck down with a Freetown Tummy. It was not pleasant.
I'm not sure if my luck ran out or I have become more complacent. Bottles of hand sanitiser are definitely lasting longer and I have started boiling tap water for my morning cup of tea. No longer I am back to packet water in the kettle from now on.
I have not become lax with my daily handful of tablets:
1 anti-malarial (I use doxycycline which I have not had any problems)
1 probiotic (to counter the anti biotic qualities of doxy)
1 women's multi vitamin
1 oregano tablet (prophylaxis for gastric issues)
So what do I think could have been the culprit? Well I had chicken at a bar on Monday night and I wasn't quite right all week. I think though that an Indian meal on Thursday night may have been the source of my woes. Luckily it really was only 24 hours of inconvenience. Confined to the house I kept drinking water to flush through my system and topped that up with Oral Rehydration Salts (something I actually carry in my handbag) to replace what was being lost oh so rapidly.
So Friday - death warmed up, Saturday back to my usual self and running around Freetown enjoying that feeling of wellness.
Here's hoping it's another 15 months until I have to deal with that again.
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