Dengue fever (UK: /ˈdɛŋɡeɪ/, US: /ˈdɛŋɡiː/), also known as breakbone fever, is an acute febrile infectious disease caused by the dengue virus. Typical symptoms include headache, a petechial rash, and muscle and joint pains; in a small proportion the disease progresses to life-threatening complications such as dengue hemorrhagic fever (which may lead to severe hemorrhage) and dengue shock syndrome (where a very low blood pressure can cause organ dysfunction).
Sounds interesting, actually.
With a little more prodding, and showing my mosquito-battle-scars to the people downstairs, I have secured a promise that Monday they will cover up the big holes with screen (cardboard, initially, though asphyxiation is probably not as interesting as dengue... then again...). But repellent is still welcome, and I will surely use whatever arrives.
Tomorrow we may go to see the forest monastery location. Always may. I can't blame anyone, the people involved are just too busy to pay adequate attention to this project. That is concerning, of course, for the future of the centre. We can only wait and see.
I've been talking about just leaving to start my own centre. Maybe in the end that is the best; I know it would put an end to a lot of the headaches I've been having over the past, say, ten years. But all in all, I'm happy here. I really don't know what it is, I've tried in past posts to put my finger on it; I think it's just that the people here are really nice. Not very helpful, mind you, but nice. Everywhere has its pros and cons; I'm fully willing to accept the cons of this place in favour of the pros; the stress reduction living here is palpable. Sometimes I think I just like to complain. Dengue would, after all, be a unique experience in my life.