Okay, I'll be honest here. I was secretly hoping for the doctor to give me a very specific diagnosis. "It was malaria after all," she was supposed to say. "Your immune system just crushed it far too early for our tests to pick up on it."
No such luck. The current diagnosis is "unspecified gastroenteritis" as suspected earlier. Chances are it won't get much more specified, either.
So there it is, then. Don't mind me, I'm all better now. I'm just fond of complaining about stuff.
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