So, with five days to go I thought I'd give the drugs ago to make sure they don't turn me into a some neurotic bird who talks gibberish (no smart remarks thankyou very much).
Surprisingly, the side effects have quite a pleasant feeling - basically I feel like I've been on the bottle for the last couple of days. Not bad at all. All they need to do now is make them taste like a cool G&T and the manufacturer is onto a winner.
BUT, before you do reach this state of simulated drunkeness, you first have to put up with what the manufacturer calls "pins and needles" in your feet. Well let me tell you, they need to rewrite that miniscule section of their helpful advice leaflet to read "your toes will feel like someone is stabbing them with hot spikes. This will start without warning and will make you develop a stamping/scuffing gait, as if you're trying to remove something that fido has left on the pavement. This is quickly followed by believing you are treading on hot coals as your feet develop hot spots on the soles. Heartburn is optional, one day you have it, the next day you don't. And you will also feel sleepy and may have difficulty dragging yourself out of your tent in the morning". Well that's just bloody marvellous...
Add these to the list of malaria tablet side effects - dizziness, blisters, increased heart rate, vasculitis, sleeping problems, strange dreams, depression, panic attacks, crying, nightmares, liver inflammation, hair loss; I think I can safely say I have the potential of turning into a scuffing hairless old soak, crying from the lack of sleep and mumbling incoherently (you know - a bit like a teenager).
So at this point in time, I wish to state that, any blog I manage to send while scuffing my way up the mountain will be done under the influence of drugs and I take no responsibilty for any offence caused.
But hey, its all for a good cause......
Chris
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