Since I've been in Mexico, I've felt a little off. It was never bad enough to stop me from doing anything, but it's been a nuisance. Finally after an abdominal cramp that prevented me from finishing our morning 30 minute run, I decided it was time to talk to the doctor that Claire and I work with at clinic. Following a brief history and targeted abdominal exam, she told me I had amoebas. Immediately, we all started joking about the amoebas amigas en mi estomago. The doctor did a little dance and we laughed about the antro (aka dance club) in my stomach. She told me not to worry and how could I when I left the doctor thinking about dancing amoebas amigas in my stomach. Not gonna lie, those amoebas picked a pretty tasty GI tract to hang out in.
Honestly, I find it pretty hilarious. If you know me at all, you know that I love parasites and almost all things microbiology. Combined with a continual game of chance that I play with my meals, it was bound to happen sooner or later.
Being a medical student, of course I'm going to think about everything it could be. On my differential are Entamoeba Histolytica and Giardia Intestinalis. However, it doesn't really matter what it is. I have parasites.
So, today begins my 3 day bid regimen of a lovely anti-protozoal agent, Nitazoxanide. Here's to hoping the drug doesn't kill me before the amoebas.
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