On Wednesday I came home early from work with a 101 degree fever. I've been traveling in-and-out of malaria & dengue fever zones for the past 2 months, so my first thought was: get to the hospital for a diagnosis--this could get bad, fast. For some reason, I had no other major symptoms. Despite weakness, chills, and pain, I walked myself to the nearest ER--less than 1km from my bed.
I'm damp with a mild euphoric, dissociative trance reminiscent of years past experiments with Ketamine.