Description of ride missing ….
We rode through the final village to camp at a hotel. The rooms were expensive so I decided to stay in my tent. I was absolutely shattered – exhausted even though I had not ridden that hard today. Kendra came over with the news that a few guys were going to the hospital to get tested for malaria and typhoid and they thought I should join them. So I agreed. Everybody got tested but when it came to me there seemed to be a lot of discussion – it was decided I probably had acid reflux and that’s why my stomach was hurting – didn’t seem quite right to me?!! Apparently because I wasn’t suffering with diarrhea I couldn’t be ill! Eventually they decided they would test for malaria after all as it is possible to have it without diarrhea!! And – guess what? I have malaria!! At least that might explain why I have felt so ill recently and why I have been so slow. Claire immediately tells me – no more riding – and I am not happy about that! I walk the 1 km back to camp on my own just thinking about what I should do. What this really means. Back at camp they give me my medicine and I tell them I have decided I would like to try to carry on riding – I will ride really slowly and take care – but I want to continue. They tell me they can only advise me not to but they can’t stop me. At least I now have some pills to take – I do so and go to bed!
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