Is Someone Trying to Tell Me Something?

After Steve had his fit, which was very scary, I managed to get him to our hostel, with the help of our guide, Heimer. Once there, I explained to Steve again what happened, for the tenth time, as he was extremely confused. I had encountered in the past a person suffering from exhaustion and dehydration getting a seizure, so i figured Steve just had to try and take it easy. We took long long showers, relaxed a bit and decided to try and find something to eat (about 7 hours had passed since we had lunch, which consisted mainly of crackers).

I chose a chinese place (lots of them in Peru), and had an Okay meal. Steve managed to eat some soup, and was working on finishing his glass of water, when it happened again. Steve went into a fit of convulsions, and I had to hold him down, while trying to control the situation (a type of control which was comprised of an assortment of curse words, mostly in arabic, and a lot of shouting at the few people who happened to be there to get someone who can help).

Before long, the locals stopped a taxi for us, and Steve regained enough composure to be taken to the hospital. The hospital staff spoke almost no English, so I utilized the many hours I spent as a child watching Panto on TV. Finally an English speaking doctor came, and Steve and I managed to explain what happened.

Steve Stayed at the hospital for 2 days, while I made some errands, and mostly visited with him. After 2 days, Steve was discharged, and traveled to Lima for further testing (more details are on his blog, see the link in the second post).

This would be a good time to mention that so far, every major travelling experience for has involved a travelling companion being admitted to a hospital. Is this supposed to be some kind of message for me? If so, it´s probably in Spanish, and that`s why I don`t understand it.