This is not the view of the Ibizan coastline that I'd planned on seeing.  

I started to get the hot'n'colds, after a few hours I told Gary I thought I needed to see a Doctor.  We got one to come out to visit, he said almost immediately that I needed to go to the hospital, I had a 39 degree temperature.   Off we set at 11pm, initially to the public hospital, it was not busy, about eight people in front of me.  I was triaged at midnight but by the time it reached 4am everyone had been seen and gone except me.  I asked when I'd be seen and was told it would be five more minutes.  Thirty minutes later I asked for the paperwork back and we set off for the private clinic.  

Ten minutes after arriving, I'd had a blood test, had a sleep in the chair, and then in less than an hour I was in a private room on IV antibiotics.