Last weekend, I made a decision to go hiking with my friends, but I had to make a phone call first because I felt a bit run down.
I had a sore throat and a headache, so I checked my temperature with a thermometer.
It was slightly high, but I made an effort to join them anyway.
During the hike, I got a splinter in my finger and later noticed a blister on my heel.
To make matters worse, my friend got sunburnt and had a stomach upset from eating something bad.
We had to make for the nearest hospital, where the A&E was busy with a casualty from a car accident.
A nurse used a stethoscope to check my friend’s chest and gave her antihistamines for an allergic reaction.
Meanwhile, a doctor put a bandage on my splinter and told me I might need stitches if it got infected.
Another patient was on a stretcher, waiting for an X-ray before surgery in the operating theatre.
The doctor wrote a prescription for antibiotics and warned us to avoid jet lag by resting after long trips.
I made a suggestion to my friends that we should get vaccinations before our next adventure.
We all made a promise to not make a mistake again and to make up for lost time by staying healthy.