Chnaw pya deh

That means "I have a fever" in Burmese. The differential at this point is flu and dengue, with history and symptoms pointing towards flu. However, I'm not longer as afraid of dengue as I once was. A friend said that she had a fever for three days, then a rash, then got better. Not such a big deal. It is a bit frustrating though because, despite my characteristic nonchalance towards swine flu, the only group of people who have appreciably worse outcomes with it are pregnant women, and I'm in RH inpatient this week.

I left very early this morning amidst a septic 5 day old with an infected umbilical stump who we couldn't get an IV into, a woman delivering a breech, blue baby vaginally five feet away and all-the-while I'm having to hang onto something to fight the dizziness. So, I bailed out, came home and spent my afternoon watching The Hangover and Step Brothers. The blue baby ended up being okay, but I fear the septic one will not do well.

I did teach my English class tonight. At first I was dreading it, but now I almost look forward to it. They are really funny. The girls like to quiz me about any girl they have seen me talking to since the last class. One guy has a very constipated look while he is formulating a sentence, then he blurts it out quickly. And it's often 'creative.' Tonight we were talking about being able to do or not to do things, "I can play guitar. He can't swim," etc. This guy blurts out "I can make pee-pee!" He reminds me of Beavis.

So, not much new other than feeling a little bad. Hopefully I'll bounce back quickly. If not, I can take a week or more off and no one will care.