We are in the month of September! May you reach all of the goals that you have set yourself for this wonderful month, and beyond.
I’d like to start of by stating that upon reflection of my year so far, so much has happened, but I am so grateful for each and every experience. All these experiences have either helped me on my journey, or they have been a valuable life lesson.
As you are aware, I am out here in the Motherland (Ghana to be precise), and to say that I am at inner peace, would be an understatement. Good weather, fresh organic food and the feeling of being free (mentally and physically) are just a few of the things that I love about being out here. However, there is just one thing upsetting me (no pun intended), my stomach.
I’ve been feeling like Zainab from an African city, whose stomach still hadn’t adjusted to being in Ghana after several years, and continuously required Pepto-Bismol.
When I last came to Ghana (3 years ago), I had issues with my belly but I just put it down to the fact that I was enjoying Fanta way too much. However, on this occasion, I have been drinking water 97% of the time, and my belly has been putting me through some sh*t (again no pun intended haha). Although, when I come to think about it, I think my experience over a week ago triggered it.
~~~~~~~~~Storytime…. Here we go…~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So, a mate and I decided to go and sit at a bar/restaurant near Adum (Kumasi). The idea was to just chill, have a few drinks, (non alcoholic) and talk, however, you know how it goes, hunger strikes and then the rest is history.
Anyway, upon mentally asking myself multiple times if I really wanted to spend 35 GHC on a Tuna Pizza, I decided to just go for it. Silly me though, I forgot to ask or specify what toppings I wanted on my Pizza.
After waiting for an hour (my mate and I were conversing so I wasn’t too bothered by it taking so long), my pizza came and I automatically was not impressed. Minus the cheese and tomato sauce, the pizza was 9% Tuna, 51% onions and 40% green pepper. YUCK. I mean, ok, I should have asked what toppings they would put on the pizza but surely they should have asked and informed me about their various toppings?
After forcing myself to eat 2 slices (believe that I was picking out all the onions and green pepper!), I let my mate eat the rest.
The following day, I kid you not, I woke up from a dream that I was throwing up. To cut a long story short, let’s just say that I spent that whole day doing what took place in the dream. I couldn’t even drink water without it coming up. Never in my life have I experienced such terrible food poisoning! I am baffled by just how much damage 2 slices of pizza had caused, but honestly NEVER AGAIN!!
God bless my brother who rushed to the chemist to buy me various drugs, however once I took them, they wouldn’t even make it to my stomach before I was sick again. Thank God that this only lasted a day. However, since then, my belly has been unsettled and I am not sure why.
The drugstores out here in Ghana (from what I’ve seen) are incredible. They have medicine that have been locally made, as well as medication that I’m used to taking from the UK/abroad. Due to this, every time that I have had an issue, I’m never worried about not being able to get the medicine I need. The prices also vary although to be honest, the person behind the desk will suggest the most expensive drug, and then it is up to you to use your initiative and seek an alternative, that costs less.
Below is a new one that I am taking to ease my unsettled belly. So far so good. I am praying that it really will do the job.
However, I’ve curious to know if you have also experienced such an issue when either moving to another country, or just on holiday? What do you think the issue may be?