Yesterday I got the results of my post-trip TB test, having spent the preceding 72 hours staring at the test site on my forearm waiting for a reaction ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mantoux_test ).
Given that almost half of the population of Nepal has tuberculosis, and spitting is the second favourite national pass-time - pipped only by eatting daal and rice - I'm rather glad to not have a TB sized souvenir from the trip.
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