On Thursday afternoon I came down with a fever! When it got above 39degrees at about 6pm it as decided that I should go to the clinic in Takmou. This clinic was quite basic. Being the only foreigner I obviously created a lot of interest for the local Cambodians as they all stared at me as I walked in. It was an interesting experience to say the least. They only person who spoke any English was one of the staff members who is in my class at night time. So it really tested the quality of my lessons. Because of the language barrier there was a bit of a communication problem as I tried to tell them that I am allergic to morphine and penicillin. Once I managed to that across all talking stopped. I was poked and prodded and had needles jabbed in me with out any warning. While I was having hot and cold sweats and mussel pains. They eventually put me on an IV drip and throughout the night I went thought 1.5L of fluids. This all happened with a crowd of eight or so Cambodians watching.
(I will try the keep the next part a clean a possible but a warning the will be a few gory details)
The toilet in the clinic was a squat toilet! Not much more than a hole in the floor. There was no toilet paper!!! So as you could imaging when you are vomiting and have diarrhea all throughout the night. You feel like you are in hell!!!!!! But I survived!! The next morning I went in to the city and had a blood and stool test taken and I was discovered that I had some sort of bacterial infection and was given some antibiotics.
By Saturday afternoon I was well and truly on the road to recovery.
Not a whole lot more has happened. Things are well and truly into a routine I am continuing to have lots of fun.