Chicken Pizza* bit me.
It's called Chikungunya and it's a flu that is spreading via mosquito. The damn yellow fever mosquito and the Asian tiger mosquito. There's a variant of symptoms, but for me, it means that all my joints are aching and I feel like a heavy wet blanket is over me, holding me down.
So far *knock wood* it looks like it's hit me more mildly than most (three of the other expats have gotten it since we've been here), and even more thankfully, I have enough time to get over the worst of it before I head out on our three weeks of crazy backpacking travel. I suspect the first couple of days will still be a little miserable, but I'm glad to put the worst behind me, and we just have to watch to make sure Brand and I are both wearing mosquito repellent to make sure no mosquito cross bites us. Fun!
We had a doctor come to the hotel to check me out, and to check out a rash on Brand's face which has turned out to be just an allergic reaction. The Doctor is from the Apollo Clinic, which is a private hospital, and probably one of the best doctors in Chennai. He only usually makes house calls for Indian celebrities, but he's been out for each of us chicken virus dorks. The shocking thing is that the visit for both of us and all the five medications he prescribed for the two of us cost less than 1000 rupees in total. So... just about 20 bucks.
I might have fell down at that, if I'd been able to stand up in the first place. :P
*Chicken Pizza is just the nickname we've given the virus, because for a long time, no one could pronounce it properly (Chik-in-goon-ya). At first it was "chicken disease" or "Chicken-whatcamacalit" then it became "Chichen-Itza" and then Chicken Pizza. What do you want from me? I'm delirious.
So far *knock wood* it looks like it's hit me more mildly than most (three of the other expats have gotten it since we've been here), and even more thankfully, I have enough time to get over the worst of it before I head out on our three weeks of crazy backpacking travel. I suspect the first couple of days will still be a little miserable, but I'm glad to put the worst behind me, and we just have to watch to make sure Brand and I are both wearing mosquito repellent to make sure no mosquito cross bites us. Fun!
We had a doctor come to the hotel to check me out, and to check out a rash on Brand's face which has turned out to be just an allergic reaction. The Doctor is from the Apollo Clinic, which is a private hospital, and probably one of the best doctors in Chennai. He only usually makes house calls for Indian celebrities, but he's been out for each of us chicken virus dorks. The shocking thing is that the visit for both of us and all the five medications he prescribed for the two of us cost less than 1000 rupees in total. So... just about 20 bucks.
I might have fell down at that, if I'd been able to stand up in the first place. :P
*Chicken Pizza is just the nickname we've given the virus, because for a long time, no one could pronounce it properly (Chik-in-goon-ya). At first it was "chicken disease" or "Chicken-whatcamacalit" then it became "Chichen-Itza" and then Chicken Pizza. What do you want from me? I'm delirious.
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