It finally came time to examine all the assays from my bout with Sepsis. I try to always steel myself for the worst possible news and yet I felt a queer uneasiness as my doctor told me I was infected with Heliobacter Pylori, a nasty bacterium usually known by the cute sounding "H.Pylori."
H.Pylori is a bacterium that is transmitted through fecal matter. For example, you irrigate your tomatoes with a filthy canal, a person ends up buying your tomatoes and voila. It is also spread by sharing utensils, etc with an infected person.
Infection almost always occurs in childhood and it is almost always contracted in the Third World (a term now in disfavor in our Politically Correct cancerous society, so let us just call these countries "poverty ridden shit holes"). The good news though, is that there are medications that are effective in clearing it. The bad news is that the treatment is a lot worse than the malady, as I have unfortunately found out.
The usual weapon of choice is a triple therapy known as Prevpac, which has 1 antacid and 2 antibiotics. Unfortunately, 1 of those antibiotics is amoxycillin- related to penicillin. I am highly allergic to penicillin and I think you already know where this is going. I spent the first night dry heaving and that was the highlight of the 3 days I spent on it. Being a 14 day regimen this means the treatment failed and so here I am, lying in bed typing this in great discomfort but alas, that is the story of my life.
The situation with Lovely has remained as convoluted as it has always been. She is up, she is down, depending upon the week or even the particular day. I didn't go home for her birthday on September 6th due my health situation. She was disappointed but it seems only because she wouldn't be getting an extravagant gift. That will strike most as materialistic but in Bisaya Culture gift giving has a lot of ritualistic significance. What was unsettling to me though was her focusing on THAT as opposed to my being with her. When discussing my probable return in October she perked right up when I suggested she fly up to Manila to meet my plane and we could go spend 5 days on Guiuan Island, followed by 5 days on Boracay Island.
Guiuan is off the coast of East Samar, a province of Samar Island in the Central Visayas region. There is a 100 hectare island off of Guiuan itself owned by a Swiss couple who don't visit the Philippines much. They rent out the island and its luxurious villa for €500 per 5 days (about $560). We would have the villa and the island all to ourselves.
Boracay is the only international travel destination in all the Philippines. I've never been to it simply because I abhor tourist traps but Lovely- like just about any Filipina- dreams of going there. I was a bit more amenable to the idea when I spoke with a friend who told me about all the avtivities available. Parasailing especially has my interest.
H.Pylori is a bacterium that is transmitted through fecal matter. For example, you irrigate your tomatoes with a filthy canal, a person ends up buying your tomatoes and voila. It is also spread by sharing utensils, etc with an infected person.
Infection almost always occurs in childhood and it is almost always contracted in the Third World (a term now in disfavor in our Politically Correct cancerous society, so let us just call these countries "poverty ridden shit holes"). The good news though, is that there are medications that are effective in clearing it. The bad news is that the treatment is a lot worse than the malady, as I have unfortunately found out.
The usual weapon of choice is a triple therapy known as Prevpac, which has 1 antacid and 2 antibiotics. Unfortunately, 1 of those antibiotics is amoxycillin- related to penicillin. I am highly allergic to penicillin and I think you already know where this is going. I spent the first night dry heaving and that was the highlight of the 3 days I spent on it. Being a 14 day regimen this means the treatment failed and so here I am, lying in bed typing this in great discomfort but alas, that is the story of my life.
The situation with Lovely has remained as convoluted as it has always been. She is up, she is down, depending upon the week or even the particular day. I didn't go home for her birthday on September 6th due my health situation. She was disappointed but it seems only because she wouldn't be getting an extravagant gift. That will strike most as materialistic but in Bisaya Culture gift giving has a lot of ritualistic significance. What was unsettling to me though was her focusing on THAT as opposed to my being with her. When discussing my probable return in October she perked right up when I suggested she fly up to Manila to meet my plane and we could go spend 5 days on Guiuan Island, followed by 5 days on Boracay Island.
Guiuan is off the coast of East Samar, a province of Samar Island in the Central Visayas region. There is a 100 hectare island off of Guiuan itself owned by a Swiss couple who don't visit the Philippines much. They rent out the island and its luxurious villa for €500 per 5 days (about $560). We would have the villa and the island all to ourselves.
Boracay is the only international travel destination in all the Philippines. I've never been to it simply because I abhor tourist traps but Lovely- like just about any Filipina- dreams of going there. I was a bit more amenable to the idea when I spoke with a friend who told me about all the avtivities available. Parasailing especially has my interest.