I'm not sick anymore! I know this comes as a surprise after a subject line like that, but what can I say? Crazy things happen in this country.
In the end, I had no fewer than 4 separate IV drips; one a day from Tuesday on. That finally broke the fever, though, and I don't have to go back again. The doctor gave me some cough drops and some really nasty-tasting pills to clear up the lingering effects - I have a very small and manageable cough that I don't mind at all, now. All is well. I taught all this weekend without incident, so I think it's safe to say that I'm over it.
I was going to climb a mountain on Friday, but didn't, since I was sick.
I realised something today: walking out from a chilly air-conditioned building into warm air outside makes me happy. This is a slightly more complex reaction than it first seems - warmth means happiness to a lot of people. However, as some of you know, I am not a hot weather person. I prefer Autumn to Summer, and Brisbane is way too hot for me (but the people are cool). Walking out into that warm wall of air, though, reminds me of travel, of exotic places and new adventures. That was my first experience when I arrived in Thailand - my first overseas trip - and it was the same when I flew into Australia. Hot weather means me being very uncomfortable, but it also means interesting and often far-flung places.
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