I'm back. I'm unpacking, doing laundry, eating ordinary food, and enjoying the simple things in life, like being able to brush my teeth using tap water and to flush toilet paper down the toilet.
I took my last anti-malaria pill today. Given how absent-minded I usually am, I'm astounded that I remembered to take a pill every day for four weeks. What's next? Knowing what day it is?
At first I thought I must have screwed up and taken two on the same day, since I should have run out of pills tomorrow. Then I realized that, thanks to the freakishness of time zones, I did run out tomorrow. I've been taking the pills each time it's morning in southeast Asia, so the pill I just swallowed was for tomorrow morning, which has alread arrived in Laos.
| tmp+14064@sethoscope.netThu Jul 20 22:23 GMT 2006 |