(Jama Ecuador) – I remain humbled by a tiny insect. How many of you have ever been resting comfortably until the hummming sound of a nearby mosquito suddenly went silent? We wonder where it landed, and if it’s about to take a blood sample! If there’s a mosquito-borne epidemic in your area, you’ll dart for the repellent! Oh, I marvel at the power of a tiny mosquito!
As I entered the clinic yesterday, another friend was leaving.
“Dengue,” Patricia smiled.
Patricia works at the corner grocery store, and I wondered if her coworkers were sweating out the same illness. There seem to be just as many people sick with dengue as they are with Chikungunya.
Most any person in town seems to enjoy saying this new word, Chikungunya. (Repeat After Me: “Chee-Koon-Goon-Yah.”)
As for my recent illness, it’s not dengue, but it might be Chikungunya, though the doctor seemed surprised that I am now free of all symptoms.
“What medications are you taking?” she asked.
“Nothing,” I smiled.
She looked at me as if I’d just told her that I’d cut off my fingers to stop the pain. Continue reading