When I was working in Nigeria, I caught diseases. First was recurrent fever, which a missionary doctor in the jungle, diagnosed and cured with antimalarial pills. Saved my life, probably. The second was some VD, caught in a small hotel in Iboland, which was cured with penicillin. I was young and strong, so it felt like nothing at the time. Only fifty years later I realize how dangerous it was.
Malaria is a bad parasite. Its control is threatened by emerging resistance among Anopheles mosquitoes and the changing behavior of mosquitoes, which now bite before people during daylight. In those times, VD was cured by easily available antibiotics, which are increasingly losing their strength. Too bad.
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