i finally broke down and dragged my sad self to the clinic yesterday. amoxicilan and vodka weren't working as expected.
had i known what a great experience it would be i wouldn't have spent this week laying in bed, sweating, watching csi reruns. 10 minute $2 cab ride to the clinic at anthony's key resort (the cab driver tried to take me to 'dolly's clinic' with the handpainted rainbows and hearts sign, no thanks) and i was seen in less than a minute after walking in. 5 minutes after that i was getting blood drawn and peeing in a cup, given drugs for nausea and pain, and told to come back in 5 hours for my results.
5 hours of awful tv later i was back in the office with a bacterial infection, thank you cuba. more drugs and a bill for $42 and done.
no fuss about health insurance, no waiting in hours long lines, totally affordable care. i still can't eat but i'm pretty sure i'm on the right drugs now and maybe in a couple more days i'll have the desire to do something besides sleep. best doctors visit ever, i think.
otherwise i'm still glad that i came back to roatan to recover. the usual folks are still making house calls to make sure i'm alive and i even got a couple drinks from the bar delivered (even though i couldn't drink them, they were very thoughtful).
also still looking forward to getting back to nicaragua, anytime now...
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