I woke up one morning and felt a huge knot in my throat. “Maybe I just had a bad night of sleep,” I told Quinn as we were getting ready to start our day. And then BAM–it hit me. I felt completely drained of all energy and needed to lay down right away. I had a horrible headache and was freezing cold so I put on a long sleeve shirt and added as many layers of blankets on top of me as I could.
These were very similar beginning symptoms to when Quinn had Dengue, so we knew I had to rest and hydrate myself as much as possible. But this time it was just Quinn and I running the hostel, bar & restaurant, so if I was out for a while Quinn would be left to run the hostel and LOOTB herself. We both wanted to make sure I heal as fast as possible, so we agreed that I would go to the doctor’s the next morning after I rested all day and night. Quinn left the room to take care of business and I fell back asleep.
The next day I went to the doctors right away. I explained my symptoms to the doctor and she was confident that I had Dengue Fever as well. She asked me to return the next day for a blood test which she would send to the lab in Managua to see if it was actually Dengue.