This month, I felt particularly on-brand, as I found myself sitting at London Heathrow debating whether to get on my flight or go to the emergency room. With an opening like that, you’re probably expecting me to confess that this month was disastrous , but the opposite is, in fact, true. January has been another wonderful month and I ended it in one of my favourite places in the world. So, let’s start from the beginning. Flying over a very snowy Europe on my way to a much warmer Asia I welcomed 2019 into my life at home with my family, dutifully ensuring my New Year’s Eve was the most boring night of my year. Much of the first half of January was spent in a catastrophic whirlwind, seeing me trip planning, trip cancelling, heading to the hospital, the doctors, the pharmacy, and failing the one and only New Year’s resolution I had set for myself. To not take a single course of antibiotics this year. How long did I last? 15 days. My immune system is the be...