I was planning on writing my next blog entry about the party life in Madrid (which for me is unique in its own way). However, some motile enterobacteria with diameters around 0.7 to 1.5 µm and lengths from 2 to 5 µm hindered me from further partying in Madrid. What I am talking about? Exactly, salmonella.
Let me start with this: a salmonella infection is no fun. Yet, I was lucky because it seems like I have gotten a rather mild version of the sickness. The symptoms usually start to show after 24 to 72 hours. So, its not like in the movies where they have food poisoning, the cute couple gets home and all of a sudden both of them start vomiting and pooping in front of each other... I had dinner with three other Erasmus students (we of course had the TIME OF OUR LIFE) and only three days later the symptoms started to show.
If you have a salmonella infection you'll have fever, headaches, pain in the limbs, cramps and most importantly diarrhea. Woohoo! Well, I started off with everything except diarrhea and for those of you who don't know me that well might not know about this tiny piece of information: so far I've never had diarrhea. Basically I suspected to have gotten the flu and after those stressful month with the bachelor thesis and moving to Spain I thought that that was a reasonable time for me to get sick. However, after two days I talked with the other guys that I've went to the restaurant with and three out of four were sick by now. Ooops, no flu after all. The others already had severe diarrhea and cramps and so I kind of knew that something bad was going to happen.
The day that I got diarrhea aka. the day that my divine organs could no longer cope with my lifestyle, was a very sad one... I was no longer the boss of my body. What a drag! :-) (The funny thing is that my diarrhea is most likely a joke compared to what other people have went through, but nonetheless it made me feel very uncomfortable). So, I knew that it was time to go and visit a doctor. My Spanish roommate made some phone calls and came into my room and asked me if I wanted to be picked up by an ambulance or if we could go together to the doctor's office. I chose the latter option... ;-)
We went to a doctor who turned out to be highly overwhelmed with me and my sickness and who, in the end, pushed on random spots on my belly and suspected that I might have something with my appendix despite the fact that we told him that two other people are sick with the same symptoms. Uhm yes... So, I went to the hospital, as he told me to, only to be told by the doctor there that my salmonella infection is a joke compared to the one he had when he was in Brazil 20 years ago. If I am not puking and shitting at the same time and if I don't have 40°C for at least four days, I should just drink a lot of water and rest. Alright then! :-) That is exactly what I did for the next days. (Arschbacken zusammenkneifen und los geht's!)
The sickness took about seven days and today is the first day that I think that I have recovered fully. If I would not have been living together with such nice roommates, I would have most likely been incredibly sad or dead by now. Be sure to have someone who supplies you with toilet paper, water and some laughter while you're suffering the salmonella infection! :-) I don't wish anyone to ever get the infection! Well, on second thought: I don't wish anyone to ever get any kind of infection... but that's pretty obvious, I guess. :-)