Nique Has Risen!
Posted at 02:22 PM in Personal, Daily Ramblings | any comment?
So, i have been in the hospital for 9 days. Yep! 9 DAYS! Short, huh? Sarcasm aside, it was really hard to be in there. I was like lying all day in bed. You want to know my diagnosis? Well then.
1. Typhoid fever
2. Dengue hemorrhagic fever stages II and III
3. Pre-auricular sinus infection
4. Pleural effusion
5. Pneumonia
Few?!! :soju: see? I was really sick!!! It all started on a Monday, July 26. I was in school. Yep. And I was hungry. So I ate at the Hapag Pinoy in the CAS Canteen. I don't know what viand was that. It was giniling (pork or beef, whatever!) with peas and diced potatoes and stuff. That was it. And then back to class. Went home. When I arrived at home my dad was there so I asked him if he could drop me by at the G-Unit Net Cafe because I would eat lunch there. I totally forgot that I already ate lunch. My stomach was growling so I thought I'm hungry. Turns out, there was no food at the G-Unit Net Cafe so I went back home and cooked instant noodles. YUM!!! Then I slept for about 2 hrs. :yawn: When I woke up, I already have fever. I was looking for the thermometer in vain. Anyway, I just took a paracetamol and did school stuff. The next morning, I woke up with the chills! I went to my parent's room and asked for a blanket. I was really having the chills. My teeth can't stop chattering and my limbs are really shaking. Even if I have the blanket wrapped around me and the industrial fan in my room was turned off, I was still shivering. That was Tuesday then and I don't feel like going to school. I really feel bad. But we have a test that day in Botany Lab and our group in PE was the moderator for the day. So I have to go to school. I decided to attend those important classes na lang. I slept for a while and then I asked Aprille if we could go to school together since her class would be at 10 and mine would be too. And so we did go to school together. When I arrived there it turns out that the Botany Lab Instructor (Mrs. Esperanza) was not around. So we just discussed the results of our lab experiment for the thesis and then me and my friends went to Robinson's Place Ermita to have lunch. We decided to have lunch at Kenny Rogers and we will meet Joyce there too. Steph and I already ordered lunch but Chike wasn't hungry so she just stayed there. I ordered spaghetti since I felt that I couldn't eat a lot. While waiting for Joyce to finish her class(we were in different sections), I was having the chills again and at Kenny Rogers! OMG! People were really staring at me and I feel very uncomfortable at that time. So when Joyce arrived, we went to the College of Pharmacy and I directly went to the couch there and immediately dozed off. Steph and Joyce went home after awhile. Actually Steph, Chike and I were classmates in PE but Steph was having asthma attacks so she skipped that class. But I need to be there!!! Argh! Talk about torture! So PE class didn't really go well and our prof was kinda mad at us. She said that we should have been more prepared. Well, she was really right!
The next day, I really can't make it to school and I was vomiting at that time. I was having a high fever (40 degrees celsius) and I was vomiting a lot! I can't drink water then because I don't like the taste of water at that time. I couldn't take anything in.
Thursday was a lot worse. That afternoon, since I wasn't faring well I was rushed to an emergency clinic here in our village. The pediatrician there told my mom that I need to be confined because I was really dehydrated. My blood pressure was 80/40. Really low! My temperature was still 40 degrees. I was still vomiting. The pedia there asked me to drink Hydrite (I think or a substitute for that). Blah! It tastes yuck! Gatorade was better! So they performed the tourniquet test on me to see if I have dengue. Negative. (whew! what a relief!) Later that afternoon, I was rushed at the Olivarez General Hospital. Why that hospital? It was near us and besides, my doctor's there. Dr. Neal Orteza. I was with my dad and we were at the emergency room. They took my vital signs (temp, blood pressure, height, weight, etc). Then they asked me if I feel dizzy. yes. They made me lie on a bed there with my feet propped with pillows. An IV was inserted within moments. OUch! I had it on my left hand so that I could still eat, write, and text ;-) with my right hand. I was crying. I know this would be a burden on my family's pockets. Of course, being confined is not easy nor is it light. And I stayed there for 9 days.
I was diagnosed with typhoid fever. But the doctor noticed that my platelet count was dropping when it should not. With typhoid, it was only the white blood cells that drop and not the platelets. With dengue, the platelets drop with the WBC. So the doctor thought that I have dengue. They observed for a few more days and my platelets really were dropping. Dengue was then added to the list. The doctor gave me antibiotic for typhoid and lots of IV fluids (suero) for my hydration as treatment for dengue. Days passed and I wasn't faring well. Instead, I was faring really bad. On some days, the doctor would say that since I was feeling well that morning during his rounds and if I wouldn't have fever that night I would be dismissed from the hopsital but my body wouldn't cooperate. I would have high fever and chills hours after the doctor made rounds. It continued for days. The doctor said that since I wasn't doing well with the previous antibiotics, he would switch to the more expensive one but more effective. And since I couldn't breathe well my mom asked for an oxygen tank. And so I was wearing now an oxygen mask for my respiration. Nurses were rushing to my room to assist me. They were giving me tablets and monitoring my blood pressure and temperature by the hour. I also had an xray to see if there was something on my lungs. Results came out. I had a complication. My lungs are filled with water, that's pleural effusion, and I have pneumonia. Those were added to the list then. But the preceding days, as I was vomiting really hard, my previous pre-auricular sinus infection came back to life. As I was vomiting hard, my pre-auricular sinus spurted blood. Gross!!!! :soju: :knockout:
The doctor said, "Ang bata-bata, ang dami ng pinoproblema." That was his statement regarding my illness. Haha. Think about that. I have 5 maladies. haha. Good thing I survived. My mom said, while I was having the fever and the chills and I can't breathe well my chance of surviving was 50/50. My nails would even turn black. And you would really see my chest heaving really hard. Like I was groping for breath. I was groping for life.
With the powerful antibiotic in my veins and the medicine to remove the water in my lungs and the other medications, soon I was on my way to recovery. Prayer groups were constantly visiting my bed to pray over me. Thanks to their prayer and for the support of my family, relatives, my friends and those of my parents. Thanks to them, for without them I wouldn't have been given a second chance to live. Thanks to them that me and my family survived this great trial in our life.
In closing, I would like to thank everyone for their support. For mama, papa, and mommy for taking turns in watching over me as I lie in my bed and as I walk towards and from the bright light. For rhalph, danna, kuya roger, Handmaids of the Lord, Couples for Christ, and other friends for visiting me while I was sick. For my family, relatives, friends, and neighbors for the support, prayers and the offerings. Last but not the least, to Almighty God, thank you for the second life. To all, thank you for contributing to my recovery. I owe you my second life. :msphilChoi:
Currently listening to: The Gift by Piolo Pascual
Currently reading: Insomnia by Stephen King
Currently feeling: thankful


