Saturday, January 05, 2008

Phoenix Rising

It's been a while since I blogged from home. This is my first blog entry for 2008 and yes, I am back! Back from the dead. Haha! Well, not really "the dead". I'm back from a 3-day hospital stay. What a way to start the year, huh?

Where do I begin? Let's see... Some moments are fuzzy now but it all started during New Year's Eve. I was happy to be at home and spend New Year's Eve with my family. We just watched other people's fireworks outside and shared a simple meal. The usual. My siblings and I counted down the remaining hours of 2007 by watching the X-men marathon on cable. All was well.

The next day, I wasn't feeling very dandy. I had chills, loose bowel, body pains, a splitting headache and had no sleep but persuaded myself and my mother that I had to go back to work since it was my last day before I took my days off. It was a critical work day. My head was swimming then and I had a fever. I went to work and I sat in front of the PC to get some things done. My mind and body were not functioning well. Less than an hour after I arrived, I went to the clinic. The cute nurse (yes, I have to say "cute" =)) advised me to eat, drink fluids and try to sleep for an hour. He actually advised me to go home because I had a temperature of, I think, 38.4 degrees that time. I said I think I just lack some sleep. I did sleep for an hour and woke up with even a higher temperature. The cute (but heartbreakingly gay *sniff*) nurse was adamant and I had to admit, I won't be able to do anything at that point.

I went home and slept and woke up with a temperature of over 40 degrees. I also recall my sister was having fever as well. My father and brother had chills. Obviously, there was something wrong. I went to the hospital for a check-up and the doctor said I had signs of hemorrhagic fever (H fever, popularly known as dengue). My sister's fever subsided by then and mine went down to about 38 degrees. The doctor wanted to confine me for more tests. I had no choice.

All my days off I stayed in the hospital. It was quiet and relaxing. Except for the occasional needles poking on my arms for blood tests, it was actually a much-needed rest. I was absent from work last night and I missed the people there. I don't miss the job because the phone calls still bugged me even when I was asleep or resting. I expected that so it's fine. I was just frustrated that I felt weak and couldn't do anything about it. It was a sad way to start the year. Good thing was, it was not dengue. My platelets were not declining in number and after 2 nights of chills, on-and-off fever and body aches, I felt better. The doctor said it was a systemic viral infection.

We're all ok-- me, my sis, my bro and my father. I'm going back to work tonight and hopefully get some things done. I'll just take a hint from Jean Grey, or I mean, Phoenix, and rise from the ashes. So, here's to 2008! May this be a better year for all of us! Happy New Year, everyone! =)


Reggie said...

I agree that it's not a good sign to start a year. Nevertheless, I'm glad that you're alright. Take care always!

galenlondeien said...

Thanks Reggie! Happy New Year! =)