People used to say that high altitude is the best place to cure an illness. So here I’m in McLeod Ganj, a little bustling travelers’ town located approximately at 1700m from mean sea level. And by switching to a new location doesn’t make me feel better at all. May be it isn’t high enough.
I’m expecting myself to wake up late this morning. And I did get up late except that I’ve woken up since 7am and couldn’t return to sleep, either because of the mountain coldness or the symptoms of illness which I’ve begun to feel the pain. Various symptoms began to encapsulate my body which include:
1. Fever
2. Trembling in coldness
3. Acute headache
4. Fatigue; muscle pain(can’t really distinguish between joint pains and muscle pains)
5. Skin rash(bed bug bites)
6. Abdominal pain & bloating
7. Mucosal bleeding
I can hardly move. I can only manage to have a peep on McLeod Ganj from the little window in my room abruptly facing the misty valley. I didn’t have the chance to learn about this place, yet as I spent almost the entire day lying on the bed in the room, hoping that by taking a break would gradually relieve myself from the suffering and hence recuperate from the illness.
2 comments:
So, what's the doctor said?
He was patronizing me! He gave me some answers and medicines that I didn't want...the reason I hate doctors!
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