The Ouches and Pains of Pre-Travel!

Happy Early Afternoon Friends!:) Okay… so maybe not so happy on my department. I’ve only been awake for a few hours, and already there is a story to tell! Here I go…

Im laying in bed with my arms above my head, sleeping soundly on my back, dreaming of what I can only assume other normal people dream about too. Then i’m dancing in my dream, to Nickleback (don’t ask), and the music is just getting louder, and louder and LOUDER! *I roll over*. Nickleback is still going, but in my dream i’m not dancing anymore, i’m running away from a fire truck that’s beeping sound is getting right into my brain! BEEP- BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP.  You know what it’s like when a sound just creeps on up into your brain and automatically frustrates you to limits you didn’t even know where possible. AND THEN there is still Nickleback going. So now im tossing in my sleep, kicking up the sheets throwing my pillows around. BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP and Nickleback, Nickleback, Nickleback and BEEP-BEEP-BEEP. Okay enough is enough. I roll over and hit my stupid dam alarm clock so hard that literally nothing happened. It just got louder! I’m awake now. I turn off the horrible Beeping alarm clock, naturally frustrated and grab my cellphone that I hid under my pillow and turn off that alarm too. 8:45 AM came and went. *roll over back into slumber*.

9:46 AM: *lawnmower is going outside*. Now, I live in an apartment, with like 80 other people in the whole building, not to mention its December and were in Canada. WHAT COULD ANYONE POSSIBLY BE DOING MOWING AT 9:30 IN THE MORNING.

That is when it HIT ME. I was half an hour to late to go to the travel clinic! (Must I mention, this was a rescheduled appointment because I slept through the first one a few days earlier?)


My doctor specifically, gave me a funny look when I showed up to her office. My hair was all frantic like a parakeet and my clothes were the same ones as yesterdays (I was very late). Regardless, she let me in poked me 3 more times and let me go. It was a 10 minute process! I had to get my Hep A and B again and then Typhoid, which she looked at me and said: “You’re going to have fun with that one in a few days”. What exactly did she mean by that, I’m not so sure. She’s a bit of a strange lady, always making funny remarks like that. Her excuse for never travelling, even though she is a travel doctor, is that her husband owns a motorcycle. Now, sure everyone has their reasons, but if your career choice in life is to deal with travel, even if in a medical form, how on earth is your HUSBANDS BIKE the issue for you not travelling. Then again, she is a strange lady and I feel like she gets personal pleasure out of poking me.

Dear Semester at Sea, I hope all these pricks, poking and needles are worth it!


WHAT IS MALARIA: It is transmitted through infected mosquitoes

SYMPTOMS: Fever, chills, flu-like symptoms, muscle pain, headaches, coughing, abdominal pain- can cause death if untreated

WHERE IS IT FOUND: Most present in sub-Saharan Africa, Middle East, Southern Asia, South East Asia, Oceania, Haiti, Central and South America (Can also be found, but rarely in, Mexico, North Africa and Dominican Republic)

HOW TO PROTECT YOURSELF: Insect Repellent is a must! Use any kind that has a minimum of 25% DEET. Apply sunscreen 10 minutes before hand and then apply the DEET. (If your sticky and smelly than you did it right). Wear light coloured clothing, as mosquitoes are attracted to more bold colours and often attack around dusk or dawn. Also, if your visiting and spending time in rural areas, invest in a Permethrin-impregnated mosquito bed net.

For more information look at 

P.S. Typhoid is a mean vaccine! My arm feels like it magically just became obese! I can barely lift it. I understand now why the doctor made that sly remark!

Happy Travels:)  and to my fellow Semester at Sea travellers, good luck with vaccines!

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