The Ch‚teau hosted several visitors
during the last week: Nina, Jordy, and Karin stayed overnight. Lisa came over
for happy hour a few times.
also wanted to invite some people to dinner, since I had been
their dinner or party guests on several occasions. These are
people who live in air-conditioned comfort, so I did not want
to invite them to my place during the hot season, since it would
be very unpleasant there. Two of them came to dinner on Friday
night drew the predictable visits of Mamadou the Tailor and
Mamouni. Karin and Jordy were there at the time. Just as Mamouni
was getting ready to leave, I felt a sudden attack of nausea
and excused myself to go to the bathroom.
queasiness continued for about half an hour, with many false
alarms about having to vomit. Finally, the floodgates opened.
By the time that I was through, I barely had the energy to scrape
myself together and get into bed.
it seemed like the worst was over, as I didnít continue to feel
nauseous, but I still felt as if I had been struck by a hurricane.
Every movement was an effort. Even when I was thirsty and had
a cup of tea or water right next to me, I was too wiped out
to pick up the cup. All during the day I had a fever that was
just under 101 (38.2 C) at its height.
was spending her last full day in town before her return to
Nouadhibou, and I sent her a text message in the morning, telling
her that I was sick and asking if she could come by to help
me out a little bit. She came by twice during the day, the second
time with bananas, cookies, yogurt, and juice. What a wonderful
didnít have much of an appetite, but was able to eat and keep
the food down. Everything pointed to food poisoning, which strikes
between twelve and thirty-six hours after consumption of the
tainted food. I had been to Snak Irak, a local favorite joint
for lunch with Jordy on Friday: that must have been it. (I ruled
out my own cooking, not on egotistical grounds but because so
many people had been eating what I had prepared for them and
none of them was sick.)
night, I took my temperature just before I went to sleep, and
the fever had broken. This morning, after ten hours of sleep,
I woke up feeling much better, the fever gone. I am not up to
100% today, but am at least at 83.5% of normal, with an obvious
trend toward recovering.
the third week in a row, we had a heavy rainstorm on Saturday
night. This week, though, it did not rain on Sunday, as it had
the last two weeks. The streets arenít too muddy now.