The dengue experience

Yippee yey!

I'm so happy that I'm finally well and back to blogging. For a week, I've been suffering dengue and now after 124 hours of confinement, 13 finger pricks, and 2 insertions I've finally kicked dengue out of my system. Some pictures taken in the hospital.

The narration:

Day 1: "Trangkaso lang ito!"

Thursday morning when i woke up feeling very gloomy and weak. I thought this was just a common fever brought about by our amazing race. I entered math since I knew that that day will be the receiving of grades for the midterms. (Out of topic: I got 80% ^^). At the end of the class I decided not to attend my Bio1 class since I am not feeling well and I have to study for my Kas1 long exam (which again I did not review because of that amazing race [Out of topic: BTW, We won that race ^^]). In the end i was only able to review half of the topics covered in the exam since instead of reviewing I fell asleep because of the growing uneasiness in me.

SUMMARY: I only attended 2 of my 4 classes for that day.

That night I realized that I am very lucky I have friends, real ones that helps me in times of needs. Every four hours they would give me medicine, they even brought me food when I feel too nauseous to climb the stairs. When asked how I feel and I answered "OK lang trangkaso lang siguro ito."

DAY 2: "Ganito talaga ang trangkaso umaabot ng ilang araw."

Friday morning I was feeling a lot better than the night before partly because of the paracetamol and partly of the amount of liquid I intake. I woke up early and went to breakfast alone and again realized that my taste buds seems to be in a real distress and there is a trace of hot and nauseous feelings. I decided not to enter class and just continue my rest so that my body has time to recover.

BUT THEN.
2:30 pm I decided to drink to satisfy my growling stomach since I don't have my taste buds yet I only drink liquid to satisfy hunger, but after I finished I felt dizzy and started vomiting a yellow liquid my dorm mates seeing this called the RA and sent me to the infirmary. They let me rest in one of their beds gave me medicine and tested my blood. And said that I should return tomorrow for another blood test.

That night I called my mom and related to them what happened saying that this was just "trangkaso" no need to worry.

DAY 3: "Iuuwi na kita anak"

We travelled home to Nueva Vizcaya so that my parents could take care of me better.

DAY 4: "HOME SWEET HOME WITH A BITTER TASTE"

At last I was at home but then i can't try any of my mom's famous cookings since I have this bitter tastes. I think my taste buds gone array of my high temoerature.

DAY 5: Confinement

DAY 6-8: Transfusions, blood tests and BP'S

DAY 9: HOME SWEET HOME: SWEEEETTTTTTT






*In the end I would like to extend my deepest gratitude to my dorm mates and friends, san, mikko, arthur, x, elmer and the whole of basement boys, to kuya mike and ate anika, to the different donors who gave a spare of their blood to jumpstart my platelet production, to my tita and tito who gave me food and comfort, to my cousins, my gems, dra. padre, the staff of MMG, my family and God

THANK YOU for being there no matter what, for making things bearable and memorable, thank you guys