I complained, hoping they would move me from Casa Blanca, where I was the only guest, to Hotel Icatiu, where all of the other volunteers at the parish are staying. Instead, they just moved me to another room in the same lonely hotel. At least my new room has a better shower head that provides hotter water at a higher pressure, and when I woke up this morning, I found no new bites on my body.
I still wish I were staying with all of the other volunteers, but I know I should look at it from a broader perspective: at least I don't have simultaneous malaria and dengue fever like one of the patients we saw in clinic yesterday. That is some seriously bad luck.
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