I have no idea what triggered it (hopefully nothing from my favorite farmers market), but we were out Thursday with friends when the fever began. I had chills all night, followed by three days of not wanting to stray far from a bathroom. It’s miserable being sick in another country where things just aren’t familiar. Trip was concerned by Sunday and talked about heading to a hospital the next day. I went over to the next pontoon, where sailing friend Lisa happens to be a nurse. It’s such a relief to speak bluntly about symptoms and get an opinion from someone you trust. She gave me a probiotic, and reassured me that if I felt good enough to walk to the market, I would be fine and to let it run its course. Since then, every day has been a little bit better, and I’m looking forward to meals like the one below again.
oh no! I hope it passes quickly and you are back on your feet soon~
Thanks Jen, significantly better now. Just glad it didn’t happen at a more inconvenient time!