I am back at my sister’s house and my two girls stand around my bandage as I slowly unroll the gauze to examine my rash. I never felt an itch. After the initial larvae burrowing through my skin, I’ve felt nothing but the tightness of the bandage. I guess 10 larvae does cause little reaction, like the first Nottingham dosing trial found. I hope I get something though, so I know they’re still alive. All I see is the folds of skin from the tight bandage, and one single, tiny red dot. I wonder if all 10 entered in the same place? I know they’re microscopic, these larvae (thank God), but I expected multiple entry points, an indescribable itch. This is anticlimatic. A little dot?
Oh well, I shouldn’t complain. Hopefully it means my reaction to them will be muted, if anything. My girls are more impressed by the bandage, and busy themselves wrapping it around their ankles.
We rest in the morning, pack the car, and ready ourselves for our journey north. It is almost Christmas. Hookworm larvae are swimming in my blood stream. I’ve had my very expensive, exotic vacation. Now we can go home.
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