Bali - it's not all sunshine and cocktails.

Last Sunday, Rams and I left John home to recuperate from a particularly nasty tropical virus. High fever. Body aches and viral arthritis.  As l healthily tosed our bags in the back of the scuba van, my shoulder twinged...proof I need to work out more, I thought.  After the first rest interval, my knees and hands ached a little...from helping Rams with his wetsuit of course.  The current on the third dive really gave me a leg workout...need more stretching. By the time we got home, my old elephant injury was feeling bruised again.  What?  Maybe I bumped it on the boat ladder?  It took me till Monday morning to admit that I had John's virus.  I could not walk well, or lift my arms or completely close my hands.  The doctors here don't have a name for it, because it's not Dengue and it will eventually go away.  The crazy part is that as I started to get better, the full body rash and ankle swelling started.  I'm allergic to the virus?  WTF?  I don't usually go for steroids. But I did say I would try new things in Bali!

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