Trip Start Oct 30, 2012
148Trip End May 30, 2013
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Into town we went. Our driver took us to a pharmacy/chemist near the main market. In between the Khmer writing you can see the cross which always means something medical. I'm glad they had the sign, because otherwise it was difficult to tell what kind of shop it was due to the large quantity of cigarettes on display and the cases of beer for sale.
Into the back, a woman filled out a form and took a prick of Brian's blood and put in on a Dexter-type slide. 10 000R poorer ($2.50) we were instructed to come back in a few hours.
What a relief, it didn't show malaria! Shuffled down the street to buy some drugs (I guess all they did sell were cigarettes and beer - and blood tests). We could barely see the Dr. behind the counter, even though he was sitting on a tall stool. When he hopped off, he came up to Brian's nipples. The cutest old man with cotton white hair adjusted his glasses to see what the test showed. Struggling with English (they're trained in French here) we talked about symptoms while Brian literally dripped with sweat. Not believing Brian had a fever, he took his temperature - twice (31.5C). To finish the job, he took Brian's picture with his phone, still shaking his head. He seemed to think Brian had an intestinal worm (despite no problems there). A few drugs were prescribed (paracetamol, broad spectrum antibiotic, and un-named worm-x) and we were off.
What a waste of time! I guess we'll have to let nature take it's course after all.