Thinking back, I reckon my friend got 5-6 jabs. Can't really remember, but I saw his hospital appointment book.
In '81, I travelled around India for 3 months. When in Bangalore, I was bitten by someone's pet dog. The owner assured me it had had it's jabs and I thought no more about it until I was having lunch with my parents 6 weeks or so later in the UK.
I related the story as "just another thing that happened". A day or so later, the phone rang and I answered it as everyone was out. It was the family doctor. He told me that I had 24 hours to confirm whether the dog was still alive, or dead. If it was dead, or I couldn't confirm then I had to undergo rabies jabs. No amount of protestations about my wellbeing were heeded. I was left in no doubt that I had no choice in the matter.
Anyway, the folks returned, I was running around like a headless chicken and my father told me to call my Aunt in Bangalore. It was just before Xmas, no direct line there in those days and all lines through the operator booked for 4 days ahead.
More running around like a headless chicken. Called the operator again and explained the situation - she thought I was saying that I had rabies!! Eventually, got put through on a diplomatic line. My Aunt had seen the dog a few days ago and that satisfied the authorities. Apparantly an animal will not live longer than a few weeks if it's infected, so it didn't have the disease when it bit me.
All in all, a fraught few hours. Matters hadn't been helped by the fact that two women, visiting India seperately before I went, had returned to the UK complaining of flu like symptoms. One got aspirin etc and died, the other got the jabs and survived. They both had rabies.
It's definitely not a laughing matter.
I only froth at the mouth after 15 large bottles of Chang now, but I still don't understand why I only have one shower a year and can't drink water
