By the time Mule returned for taking sunset shots, I was feeling nausea. It didn't take long for the situation to become worse. Every 20 minutes, shaking, extreme abdominal cramps with the consequences. By morning, I was dehydrated, but couldn't keep water down. Mule notified the ranger, who called the ambulance.
The emergency workers were so gentle and nice and seemed to be happy in their jobs. Soon, I was transported
the Grand Canyon clinic, where the staff was also very gentle and nice.
Three or four people tried multiple places to draw blood and find a vein for a saline solution. Unfortunately, I was too dehydrated. So, they gave me Zortac pills (which dissolve on the tongue) to calm the nausea and I rested there for a few hours before returning to camp to finish recuperating. It could have been either a virus or food poisioning. I think food poisioning.
The new Columbia hat.