Consider This a Live Update

So I’m pretty sure I almost died roughly hour ago…I took my malaria medication and it didn’t quite make it all the way down. Before I could drink some more water I burped and the powder, not the capsule, came back up into the back of my throat, nose, and mouth. I’ll save you the guessing this is apparently not a good thing and I don’t recommend trying it out.

Any way there I was trying to get into the shower when this whole episode started. After the burping I was left standing naked in my bathroom unable to breath and with a body that was freaking out trying to get this powder out of my mouth, nose and throat. I started trying to get water in to flush it out, not working. So I grabbed a towel and ran to get my nose spray to try and get it from that end, to little avail. All this time my body is making me try to puke while not really breathing, suffice it to say it wasn’t pretty. There was lots of wheezing, sneezing, snotting, puking, crying, gasping, and falling over (Dear Andy Fallon, after reading or hearing a sentence, such as the one preceding this aside, it would be the perfect time to say, “That’s what she said”)

After this marvelous exhibition of the human body trying to figure out what the hell is going on and correct all problems, I attempted to get away from the shower to reduce the risk of drowning. Thankfully that whole episode was loud enough for my housemates to hear it and they came to check on me.

Happily they found me on the floor sitting up or laying down or something by the bathroom door with a towel on, I don’t honestly remember you’d have to ask them. At this point I unwillingly decided that it would be a good time to go into some full on shock. That was almost as much fun as the wheezing, sneezing, puking, crying, gasping, and falling over. So bring on the big giant brown bag for me to breathe into. That felt like it went on for a solid half-hour, most likely 5-10 minutes. Good times, not. Then my arms and face went numb, and please allow me to add that it hurts to grab a pillow with numb/tingling hands. They got me calmed down and it’s been about an hour and a half since this all went down and I am feeling better.

Right, now that that is out of the way, I started working at 3 (so far, waiting on a 4th) local “high schools” this week teaching English. One school has given me free reign over the classroom (so far my favorite), one wants me to co-teach (could be fun), and the other wants me to wear a white lab coat when I teach (little weirded out by that I literally laughed at the guy when he told me all the teachers wore them for class, oops).

In any case, I’m feeling better, also feeling like I’m working more which is just good for my mental state. I promise to let you know if anything else goes horribly wrong.

Peace,
Ben