Well, after weeks of eating side of the road popsicles and frozen shakes made with local water ice, I’ve finally got sick. At first it wasn’t so bad, and I still went out for a second day of looking at temples at Angkor Wat, but when I got home, I took a nap, and it more or less went down hill from there.
That night, I felt like I was having a stabbing pains in my stomach and woke up four times to use the bath room. At 4:30 in the morning, when J got up to go see the sun rise at Angkor Wat (he’s feeling fine now, and will be staying on for the rest of the trip!), I took some anti-biotics, and went back to bed.
I slept in till almost noon, when Kim stopped by to see if I wanted to grab breakfast with them, and I was able to eat a full plate of pancakes, but still wouldn’t say my stomach is back to normal. I’m no longer in a dire rush to make it to the bath room, and think I should be OK on my 10 hour bus ride tomorrow, and even think I could have made it today if we had to, but was glad we pushed it back a day. J got to see Angkor Wat this way too, so I think it was the right call.
Tomorrow night we meet up with Judy (although I’m still not sure where yet…)!