I’ve been sick for 11 days now. Last Friday I was even rush to the hospital because I was running a high fever. I was afraid that I might have a convulsion. My diarrhea started on Saturday. We were on our way from our weekend vacation in Pangasinan when my stomach starts to ache. I thought it was just normal. When I got home I headed straight to the toilet. I asked my Mom to mix me some coffee and buy me Loperamide. After that I again went to the john and this time I vomited. I didn’t think that it’s a symptom for my sickness. I thought it was just due to hangover ‘coz we have a lot to drink the previous night. So, I continue taking the medicines and Gatorade.
By Monday, I’ve learned that most of us who went to Pangasinan had/have LBM. Julie was still absent that day ‘coz she’s already running a fever. By Tuesday, my stomach was already doing fine. Or so I thought…
Wednesday, was my fave sis bday and my fave bro’s despidada so, as expected there’s lots of food. By midnight, I was again making my trips to the cr I took loperamide again the next day. Friday morning I told my Mom to buy me Imodium because Lomotil has no effect on me. By Friday night I woke up with a fever and a chill. I don’t have any strength to stand up and call my Mom so I miscalled Joan’s number. When she came I asked her to get our Mom for me. I wanted some water and I want to ask her to rub my face with wet towel ‘coz I was feeling hot. When she felt my forehead I was burning with fever. She told me to get dress ‘coz she’s bringing me to the hospital. I was hoping that I could spend the night at home and if the next day I’m still not feeling well that’s when I’m going to the hospital for checkup. But of course she won’t let me.
At the hospital, we went straight to the ER. It was around 10:00pm. I was asked to fill in a form then they asked me questions about my condition. They got blood samples. They still needed urine and feces sample but I can’t provide one yet. After 45 minutes they had my blood result. As expected I have a slight anemia. After that I was able to urinate, so we again waited for the urinalysis.
My sis asked the nurse if I could be given medicine for my fever. She was able to bought Tempra so I took that one. I was really tired, sleepy, cold and sick so I got to take short naps. Good thing we brought a blanket, just in case I was advised to be admitted. My urinalysis result took so long and they kept on asking me my last menstrual period. It scares me a lot!!!I was able to give them feces sample also by 11:00pm. The urinalysis result shows that I have traces of UTI. But it’s not that significant. While the fecalysis shows that I have acute gastroenteritis. Lucky for me, I don’t have amoeba or salmonella in my system. The doctor prescribed me 3 kinds of medicines. First is Racecadotril for the diarrhea to be taken up every 8 hours until the diarrhea stops. Second is Ciprofloxacin, antibiotic for the bacteria. This one is every 12 hours and it really has a bitter taste. The last one is just a Paracetamol for the fever. I was advised not to eat dairy products and oily foods. I should also include in my diet banana and apple and drink lots of fluid. I was advised to drink also water with orosol. It has a weird taste. Believe me!!!
Joan’s nurse’ friend was convincing me to have myself confined in the hospital. But I fear the dextrose so much that’s why I preferred to rest at home. Saturday feels like hell! I still have a fever, I was in and out of the john, my pupu was watery, my stomach hurts so bad, I can’t eat, if I ate I will vomit and the medicine taste soooo BAD!!! It almost felt like dying! I was afraid it never gonna stop. My Mom would wake me up for my medicine or if I’m about to eat. My sis will take my temperature. It was how hellish the sickness was.Sunday, I don’t have the fever anymore, so I cut on the Paracetamol. My pupu was not watery and the trip to the john was not that frequent. I still stayed on the bed the whole day.
Monday, I was feeling a little okay. I was able to get out of bed. My Mom even let me eat fried fish. I stopped taking the medicine for diarrhea. But by midnight, I again felt my stomach was acting funny. My pupu was still not okay. I took my medicine again for the diarrhea just to be sure. Early this morning, I told my Mom that I still have to stick to my diet. I’m only taking one medicine, the antibiotic. It will be until Friday. I hope I’m okay now. I’ve lost a lot of weight and I still feel week. Mom told me to still stay home tomorrow. But I’m not yet sure. I just wish that I’m cured now.
When I get better I will eat fried chicken, pasta, pizza, fries, icecream, drink coke but I guess alcohol will not be consumed for along time… :)
