As well as visiting Peru I managed to spend a couple of days in Bolivia. I have had a persistent stomach upset ever since leaving there several days ago.
It is possible I picked up a parasite (I knew I shouldn’t have brushed my teeth with the local tap water). I am arranging to get a test and find out.
However, for the last few days I have been uncharacteristically positive and happy, had loads of energy, coped amazingly well with dreary everyday demands and I have written regularly.
So perhaps the parasite is eating all my negativity?
Maybe I should just keep it and give it a name.