Last night was one of the worst nights so far on Worldwind. I felt so sick. This morning I just feel groggy and tired from not sleeping well but the fever has subsided thankfully. We have decided that apart from a trip to the doctors I should stay in bed all day....deffo no cycling about or anything.
After breakfast Lesh checks his email and sees that Manuel saw our email last night at 7:20 and he replied that he will only be back home at 8pm...so my impatience means we missed him by 5 minutes but I really think it was for the best. I don't think it would have been a great first impression of me if he'd have seen me crying for me mum and screaming that I think I am dying....I think he may have given us some negative feedback on our profile and that might affect our chances of ever couchsurfing again. We ask reception for direction to a nearby doctor and they say there is one just down the road. We go there and cause a big commotion and finally someone comes to tell us that this is just a blood screen clinic not a general practioners. They advise that there is a GP down the next road and a lady volunteers to take us there which really kind of her. This lady walks so fast that we almost lose her a couple of times but we get to the doctors ok thanks to her help. The doctor speaks good english and is very thorough asking lots of questions rather than just sraight away offering me anti biotics which I what a lot of KL doctors do. When he takes my temperature he says the reading is normal which is almost disappointing since I felt like it was raging only 12 hours before...but I suppose it is a good sign. He just prescribes me some effervecent vitamins and advises me to take some rehydration salts and if I feel any worse to come back on Monday. He thinks I am just recovering from the tooth infection that I had in Bangkok and nothing more sinister. So I go back to the room and dose up on vitamins.
I have done nothing else all day but rest. I feel bad that we are still stuck in Yangon after all this time but there is no point trying to leave as being sick out in the middle of nowhere in Burma is no joke. Lesh goes out to explore a bit as the cabin fever is too much for him. He walks round to the train station and bus station and enquires about how we can make our way to Inlay Lake once I am better. We also make plans to go and see Daw Mimi who was Michelle's good friend when she arrived in Burma and Daw Mimi has kindly invited us to have lunch at her place tomorrow afternoon...so I am just making sure I get my full rest now while I can.