I live in hospital for a month - How it was discovered.

I've stayed in hospitals for 4 weeks now. Haven't slept on my own bed for 4 weeks now. Thank goodness I've my chou chou with me. It has been a crazy hospitalisation journey. I'm sure I've some explanation that needs to be done here. Note: It will be a very long post about my condition. I want to remember this piece of life experience.

It all started on 17th September (Sat), it was a working Saturday for me. I went to work as usual but by the end of my shift, I can feel I'm having flu or fever. However, I didn't went home straight, but met up with our insurance agent (as we're planning to buy medical insurance, just in case). End of the meeting, I felt terribly sick, but thought it's just common flu and I will be fine once I take panadol and  have a good night sleep. I was wrong. Terribly wrong. I took the panadol, went to bed and woke up in the middle of the night with HORRIBLE shivers. I won't stop shaking. My teeth were chattering like crazy and for a moment I thought my braces will snap anytime. Besides crazy teeth chattering, I had the worst 'abs workout' ever. My abs won't stop tightening and it was hard for me to breath. 

Not knowing what is happening, I can only shout out to the only available doctor, Jesus. I did not stopped asking Him for help. I remember I kept whispering 'Jesus, save me, Jesus, help me, Lord, please..Jesus..'. I didn't even have the strength to call Him using my normal volume, I was in so much agony. Miraculously, the teeth chattering and ads tightening stopped. I could breath again. 

The next morning, we went to the nearest clinic (about 3 minutes walk away) to see the doctor. The waiting time feels like forever, all that I wanted was lay in bed and sleep as I was still having fever. Everything seems to be normal on Sunday. Took the medications (without antibiotic, only pills for fever) and had a good rest. 

On Monday, I was on MC and everything seems fine still. Rest at home and done nothing. However when it comes to evening time, I realise my sight was starting to become blurry. At first, I thought I must be tired but it got worse. By the time, Ney came back from work, I couldn't even see his face. I can only see his skin colour and not the face, as a matter of facts, I couldn't see any shapes. I couldn't quite explain how things looked like, the nearest I could compare would be like looking through a kaleidoscope OR cross-eyed. I had to be walked by someone, if not I couldn't see what's in front of me. It was a very scary experience. 

On Tuesday, we quickly went to another doctor for second advice, and was told that it was side effect from the medication I had been taking. It caused the eyes to lost it's moisture hence it was affecting my eyesight. After using the eye drops, my eyesight came back and it was a very big relief. Losing eyesight is the last thing I ever wanted. 

Since I couldn't take the medications the first doctor gave, I took normal panadol for the fever. After 3 days, the fever still comes back and no sign of stopping. The second doctor advised us to get a thermometer to monitor my fever and we did (I suggest everyone to have one at home). If fever goes higher than 38 degree, it is very likely virus/bacteria infection and antibiotic is needed (which I wasn't given). 

On Wednesday morning, I went back to the second doctor for further checkup, informed him that panadol wasn't working and I had a mild shivering the night before. By now, we thought I might have dengue. So, the doctor took my blood for blood test and the result will be out by evening, so I was sent home to wait. Now, here is when the nightmare started. 

I went home, drink some 100 plus, milo and water as I've no appetite at all. I was hot and then I was cold (like Katy Perry's song). I've difficulty falling asleep on bed so I thought why not take a nap on sofa in the living room, bigger space with better air circulation. Then, the explosive headache kicked in. I couldn't even move my head, once I moved, I felt like my skull was going to explode. It was hell-liked experience. Surprisingly, this wasn't the worse part. The worst part began when I vomited, nothing else but bile. 

Told Ney about my condition and he rushed back from work and sent me to the nearest general hospital. At first we really thought it was dengue (since the blood test result still hadn't confirmed, but we can't wait till the evening anymore), so the hospital took my blood again and did a test (within an hour, the result was out), I did not have dengue but (worse) I had bacteria(s) in my blood. I had bacterias infection and we were explained that's why I had severe headache and vomited. 

This is how we discovered my condition. Bacteria infection is no joke and everyone should be careful about it. Buy a thermometer if you haven't already!

I'm writing this from my hospital bed in IJN. 

To be continued..