Grantin jalka on temppuillut muutaman paivan. Ei ole ollut oikein kavelykunnossa, ihmeellisia ihottumia ja muuta kivaa. Ollaan jannityksesta jaykkina etsitty puremajalkia sun muuta. Grant on miettinyt, pitaisiko menna laakarille. "Ei kai sentaan, ei mua mikaan vaivaa...kai..." Ma oon taas jannittany, hengittaako se viela aamuisin. Taalla kun on kaikennakoisia elukoita, jotka voi puraista ihmisen hengilta.
"12/4/11 HAMPI TUES
Woke at 5:20 when the power went out and I went outside so that I wouldn't sweat my butt off. Problem was my leg was rather stiff, and when I sat down the pressure of the chair seat against my hamstring hurt a lot so I made a decision to go see someone as it was clearly not getting any better and it was just stupid to jeopardise our travels with something that might be easily fixed.
The power came back on, and I went to sleep under the humming fan. I have noticed that a fan serves two purposes here, one; the usual, but two; the noise of the fan cuts out some or most of the noise from outside which can be varied and loud.
When we were both up, I told Saara it was time to get my leg checked and she seemed pretty happy I had finally made the decision to go. So, we got some things together and tried to work out where the nearest doctor would be.Went to the tourist information, closed. So we went to the police. "Hospet", they said. Oh, crap. The dirtiest, most grim place I have seen and now I am going to have to use their medical facilities.
We jumped on a bus, got to Hospet in all its glory, and then made the search for a doctor whilst fighting though begging children. We saw a sign with the internationally recognised red cross symbolising a doctor, and a doctor's name on it. Closed. Ask another guy, "Hospital is 1,5kms away, do you want a tuk-tuk?"
"No, thank you."
As it was a tuk-tuk driver, he couldn't be trusted. Asked a guy at a pharmacy.
"One near the bus station, inside the bus station."
Great. Walked there (20 metres), then asked some official looking guys for better details of the location we wanted. One guy then said, "Come". Walked us 20 metres up the road (opposite the pharmacy, mind you) and there was a clinic! 1,5km my arse! Have I mentioned how much I hate tuk-tuk drivers?
There were a lot of people waiting, so I figured it would be a long day. A nurse came, asked what was wrong, told us sit and we did. Two minutes later I am in a room with a doctor! He asks questions, the usual doctor ones, tests my blood pressure, pulse, looks at my leg, the small rashes, pokes and prods the muscles, listens to my heart and other parts of my body and then asks, "Have you been swimming? River, lake, dam?"
"No... only the sea, about five days ago."
"When did your symptoms start again?"
"About five days ago..."
"You have a micro-organism in your leg from the sea", he says. "We can't find out which one it is, so I will give you an anti-biotic that takes care of most of them. Also, some painkillers, some cream for the rash and some tablets to help you sleep."
Then the funny bit...
"My consultation price is fift...one hundred rupees."
Now, he may have just doubled his price is an instant, but seriously, walking straight into a doctors room, being diagnosed within ten minutes and a list of drugs and he charges me two euros and he thinks HE has come out the winner.
I went and got all the pills, enough to make a dying man happy, paid just three euros for those, and back to the Doc who told me when and how to take them and 30 minutes after arriving in Hospet we are looking for breakfast!
I said to Saara that if we got sick in Australia we would be better off taking a flight to India as it would be cheaper and quicker. It also got me wondering why we went ahead of all the locals. I think it is because the doctor knew we could pay up front, unlike some/many/most of the people waiting. Saara thinks the reason I got treated so quick was due to it being off the books. "
Sometimes corruption is a beautiful thing.
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