Well. I have been thrown out into the sea of Foreigner-in-India Sickness, thrashed around, caught in the undertow, slammed against the rocks, swept ashore, pulled back in again, and at last have straggled onto dry land, weak but, finally, healthy. It began with a slight stomach problem. This escalated very rapidly into a full-out fever, although I couldn't quite get a precise temperature because, after feeling my neck and forearm (not the forehead!), my family announced the presence of fever, and resisted my attempts to ascertain just how bad it was. That was clearly an unnecessary step. (By the way, it's pretty unpleasant to have a bad fever in unrelenting 90-degree weather.) No sooner did the fever recede (with the help of advil) then a whopping monster cold set in, followed by a complete loss of
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