Hello Delhi Belly

Monday night I was a little worried about my health. I ventured out into the mayhem of Paharganj-by-night in order to purchase an alarm clock. While haggling my voice became more and more croaky, until finally, as I settled the deal (35rs for a little clock in the shape of a house), I sounded like a cricket. I had been feeling a bit shakey all day, in fact, so it was with little surprise that I found myself awake and sweating at 2am. There followed a musical 10 hours in my room's bathroom. Needless to say there will be no photos from this episode. On the plus side, my squat toilet technique is now solid...
I'm not really sure what did it, but by 6am my breath was smelling like rotten eggs, I was having cramps, running a temperature, and was getting to that point where packing it all in was sounding good. Thankfully, my beautiful wife had purchased for me a gastro med-pack a couple of days before I left. I don't know what people do without such remedies. They are available here, but the notion of leaving the hotel in such a state is most unappealing. Anyway, within 5 mins of popping the prescribed pill my cramps began to subside and within 15mins I was asleep. The rest of the day was spent in bed, apart from a brief excursion to the Everest Cafe for some banana porridge, and then a call to Abi that probably did as much good as the pills.
Aparently around 70% of travellers get DB in India at some stage. I guess I'm one of the elite group who can say they actually had it in Delhi.
Traveller's Tips:
For rehydration - Hydralyte, trust me, you need it.
Simple Western food in Paharganj - Everest Cafe, banana porridge 40rs