Oopsie Poopsie!

This is no laughing matter but 48 hours ago Pat was vomiting uncontrollably every 5-10 minutes for 12 hours straight. We were staying at a cheap but overpriced hotel considering the broken down toilet, planks for beds, and loose bowel colored walls which Sasha believes only contributed more to Pat's ill-being...we left them a little surprise, so I guess we got our moneys worth :)

Pat: What exactly happened I'm not entirely positive, other than I ate something I shouldn't have. I do believe it could have been a overpriced bean wrap, but I'm not positive so there will be legal recourse. Anyhow, I had a quick nap and woke up for dinner with Sasha and next thing I noticed I was getting sick...

Basically anything that I put in myself for the next 12 hours came out more north than south... The lucky bastard I am (Sasha wrote that), my beautiful, charming, kind, loving (Sasha edited some of this), and simply amazing girl friend (wife to Muslims and traditional Hindu families that we met/meet) ensured that I got the proper medical help I needed. Because I was so thirsty, I began to dream about water. I think I even pledged myself to water conservation to God if I could have a glass of water. I did look like a small ancient raisin man.

Thus, I was at the hospital 8 am sharp. The hospital that we went to was set up by the Italian government and was largely ran by a Tibetan staff. In no time, I was treated by a lovely Tibetan nurse who screamed "Relax! Reeelax!" at me every time I sat. God I love Water right now. I have to be honest, I know that I've said some cold things about the entire Tibetan independence movement, but the people here have been really kind to us and we couldn't be anymore thankful to the nurses that helped me out.

For the next couple days we have to stick around here just to make sure that we killed the bug that I got. The doctor believes it could be Amoeba - a horror story shared already by Ross, an extremely charming South African that spoke fluent German and liked to get drunk and fight neo-Nazis. After we figure this out, we'll be back on the road and enjoying solid foods/shits!

ps. photos are finally up on Sasha's Facebook after several trial and errors of multiple Internet cafes.

Love
Pat and Sasha