Re: Don’t give me the shits.

Posted by Vicar on Oct 22, 2014; 2:36am
URL: http://sundownersadventures.385.s1.nabble.com/Don-t-give-me-the-shits-tp5707032p5707038.html

A great story Kathy, so many good experiences around some trying times.

I'll repeat one of my stories which has a bitter/sweat ending. Kit and I were in the hotel in Peshawar on our way out to Kathmandu on a "Flyer." Kit decide to do his initiation test on me. When the manager, Mansor, asked what we wanted for lunch, Kit suggested 5 of his hottest curries and to be topped off with a Lassie drink. That was my first and last Lassie. Struggling through the hot lunch the Lassie was there to cool the throat and stomach lining. All went alright until the early hours of the morning. A one point there was a rush to the bathroom but a haste decision was needed. The basin or toilet first? I could be sick on the floor but the other was too hard to contemplate. Fortunately for me my projectile from my mouth was strong enough to reach the basin. At one point I thought my bottom was falling out of my world and then the world was falling out of my bottom. With repeat performances throughout the night I awoke ready for a long day's drive, feeling like death warmed over. Fortunately/unfortunately we had picked up a local and gave him a lift for several kilometers, to where his village was. The local recommended having salt washed down by Limca, the fizzy lemonade drink. After a couple of hours I was feeling better. We dropped the local off only to discover at the end of the day, he had stolen one of the passenger's cameras. He must have taken this as his medical fee.

At no time did I suffer the Delhi Belly to the extent you did. On my trip as a passenger we did have one lass who succumbed to the infliction. Even though we had a doctor and his wife, who was a nurse , on-board they could not help her. The decision was made to fly her onto Kabul where she could get hospital treatment. A few days after we caught up with her and her husband, they were eager to rejoin the group. Their eagerness was not decided so much on the fact that her health had improved but more on the horrible hospital conditions. When she had arrived at the hospital, being a westerner, she was given preferential treatment. The local was asked to vacate her bed and while it was still warm she was beckoned to replace her. The treatment in Kabul hospital was so poor she opted out to take her chances with our resident doctor. Yes she did eventually come good. She was thin to start with so by now she was lucky to cast a shadow.

It will be interesting to see if Silver posts his encounter with the demon. On his trip out to begin our tour in Kathmandu he was hit badly, even though he had travelled this route a few times before.

Are you there Silver?