Leo fell first, poor little chap was up and down all night. Unfortunately we had booked a cooking course today and he was crying with disappointment when he couldn't do it. I was feeling ok, just slightly squirmish and very tired from being up all night with Leo. Jed and I set off for a market tour and Laos cooking course while Rich and Leo rested up.
By the the time we had gone past the meat section at markets I wasn't sure if it was just the bags of buffalo bile and huge piles of stomach lining on the open tables that was making me queasy or if I had something more serious. The trays of congealed blood and wobbly dark liver seemed to set off some minor cramps but when I hotfooted it out of the meat section and into the fresh air I felt ok again.
It was a real shame I felt so lousy because the cooking course was fantastic. It was held outside of town, surrounded by lily ponds and herb gardens. We had traditional clay fires in buckets to cook with (one each) and learnt so much from our cheeky and talented instructor. By the time we eventually sat down to lunch I knew there was no turning back for me and just managed to eat a bit. I just hoped I could hold on til I got back to the hotel. My face drained of all colour and I had to opt out of the black sticky rice dessert making session. The group tuk tuk ride on the way home was hell and Jeddy sat by me and stroked my hand.
It was a huge relief to be back and Leo seemed to be on the mend. While I slept Leo, Rich and Jed went and met our Aussie friends downstairs. Next thing I knew Leo was back in the room being sick again. I got up to help him and try to tidy up his mess but ended up having to push him out of the way. Rich came upstairs, took one look around and said, you'll have to call your next blogpost Bridesmaids! Incidentally, he'd had his own little mishap while doing yoga today. Jeddy is the last man standing.
One of our lovely Aussie traveling mates is a nurse and he came round bearing drugs and jokes, which were both much appreciated. I'm lying in bed, writing this in between stomach cramps, sipping on electrolyte, with Leo asleep next to me. It's getting dark and someone is strumming a guitar somewhere in the street below. Jed is outside doing deals for fresh coconuts because they are supposed to be the best thing for this type of thing. I'm certainly not out of the woods and I'm pretty certain I'm in for a rough night. Leo announced earlier he'd stopped doing "wet farts" but it would appear that's not the case. Rich is being amazing at wiping up after us and running round fetching things and generally taking care of us.
You may say this is all too much information but this blog is a warts and all account, people.
Speaking of warts.... just kidding.
Love you to the toilet bowl and back (many times)
Xxxxx
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