Way back in August 1999, I arrived in East Asia. I didn’t know how long I would be here, but I did know it would be a while. Two years minimum, but I had already felt I was supposed to be here “long-term”. Just didn’t know what “long-term” meant quite yet.
I arrived with a group of five others from Atlanta. We were the first ever foreign students at this university. As you might imagine, that first week was packed with wildly variant emotions. Looking back, it really was dream like. However, one event seemed to wake me from this dream and force me to embrace the reality that I now lived in East Asia.
On my seventh day in this gargantuan Asian city, I suddenly began to feel very ill. It was different than anything I had ever experienced. I thought at first I was just suffering from a bad stomach virus. After all, it was East Asia. It usually takes a while for stomachs to adjust to new foods, environments, etc.
No big deal. Just needed to drink some red Gatorade and lay down for a spell.
There was no relief. As a matter of fact, the pain in my stomach was becoming unbearable. Worry started to set in for the first time.
After a while, I sat up on the corner of my bed to see if that position would feel better. It was then that I realized I was sweating profusely. Much worse than I did when I played basketball. Given the fact that I am not normally a “sweater”, this was highly unusual.
As I leaned forward while still sitting on the corner of my bed, a small pool of sweat formed on the ground below me. Not normal. I’m not the smartest guy in the world, but at this point I did begin to think this might be a little more than a stomach virus.
By this time the pain was beyond awful. Unfortunately, [Read more…]