Down With Dengue

It was as nasty as it sound. Truth be told I was admitted to the hospital due to dengue. It was for a good 7 whole days and nights. As does everyone know, dengue doesn't have any cure. They only give fluids and more fluids and hoping that by the time the virus is beaten by the body's immune system, the patient will eventually get better.

Just to remind my future self, I'd like to rewrite the chronology of my sickness. So here goes...

Saturday 14/9/2013
I was healthy as horse, I swear. Then I went to get some ice cream in the middle of the night. The next thing I knew, I was shivering while sleeping in my bed. It felt like there's never enough blankets to make me feel warm.

Sunday 15/9/2013
I woke up with a pounding head, feverish and shivering from head to toe but still managed to drag myself to a wedding! Just to prove myself that I'm still strong despite the headache and fever. But I didn't manage to get anything into my stomach. Every food and drinks would just get out of my body effortlessly. Until there came the time that my parents pursued me to go to the hospital and I agreed. Mind you, I was and still strict about going to the hospital. Yes, I'm never fond of hospital since forever.

So off we went to Hospital Ampang. I was accompanied by my mom and 3rd sister. And by the time we reached the hospital, the emergency department was so packed with people! I swear I even convinced my mom to just go back home instead of waiting for another 50 other patients before me. And of course, my mom would never agree to my stupid suggestion.

I was sitting down, waiting for my turn to see the doctor. Then I felt the urge to throw up. I told my mom that I needed to go to the toilet, so my mom held my hands to accompany me to the loo. That when the scene happened. I remembered that I walked a few steps and then I went black out. I couldn't see anything, that's what I told my mom. I couldn't even feel my legs. They all felt like jelly and I fell to the floor. With cold, clammy hands, still wanting to puke but all I could see was darkness.

Then I was rushed into the emergency room where the doctors asked all kind of questions, drew some blood and even poke both of my hands with branulas. I remembered being transferred from the green zone to the red zone, which basically means that my condition was not improving. I heard someone said that my blood pressure was severely low despite all the fluids and drugs that they administered.

Around 12.30 am that was the time when a doctor came to me and told me that I cannot go home. That I needed to be admitted as soon as possible. That my blood results resembled the ones whom affected with dengue. My mom and sister decided not to stay the night but only stayed the night after.

Monday 16/9/2013
It was around 2 am when the ICU doctors came to visit me. They told me that I needed to be put into ICU since my condition was not near stable. But since the ICU beds were all occupied, the doctors decided that I stay in the ward instead. I wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying during that time. I was secretly hoping that I can get out of there the morning after!

Tuesday 17/9/2013
From this day onward, my temperature just went up, and up and never seemed to go down. Till there was a time that it reached 40.4 or 40.6 degree. I've tried my best to bath and put damp cloth on my head but nothing seemed to work.

Friday 20/9/2013
It was my dad's birthday yesterday. I sent him an SMS to wish him a happy birthday. 'Fun' fact though, do you know that there's one thing that I just couldn't cope with. Whenever I'm sick, I get super sad and emotional. Even thinking about how unfortunate Harry Potter's orphanage life makes me want to cry my eyes out. Sheesh.. seriously I still couldn't quite figure that one out.

Anyway, my temperature miraculously went down to normal on Friday evening. According to the hospital's protocol, I could only be discharged if my temperature stays normal for 48 hours. So there I was, with my sister, hoping that we could get out of there by Sunday.

Sunday 22/9/2013
I was discharged at 8 pm! I knew that I was really happy despite still being weak. But nothing beats the feeling of coming home :)