Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Good thing my teeth have skin!

The Ebola craziness has got to stop. After two weeks of totally stressing about getting screened at the airport, my trip through passport control and customs was a breeze. Where I got tripped up was at the doctor's appointment this morning. Here is how the conversation went.

Nurse: Have you been to West Africa?
Me: Yes.
Nurse: Recently?
Me: Last week.
Nurse: Have you had a fever?
Me: Yes. Wait! Let me explain!

I think she stopped breathing at one point. Because I did go to West Africa and I did come back sick with a fever and other symptoms that are similar to Ebola. But what I had was treatable with antibiotics and it would so mess up my life to be quarantined for 21 days to make sure I don't have a disease that I was never exposed to and couldn't have. I mean, 21 days on my own with room service and total freedom from The Dog does sound not too bad, but once I found out that poor nurse in New Jersey didn't have a shower,  quarantine lost most of its appeal.

I'm too tired to type any more, so here is a picture of an African chicken.

The Milka chocolate I brought back from Germany is better than a brownie, but I can't eat it.

1 comment:

  1. Glad you're back safe and sound!