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13 June 2008

The doctor made me do it

I WAS admitted to Kolkata's Woodlands General Hospital last Tuesday after a three-day battle against flu-like symptoms: headaches, high fever, chills, loose motions, regurgitation, no appetite, no sleep, dreadful sense of weakness, and hair-pulling (me on mine). The doctor finally decided to get me admitted before I lost all body fluids and hair. Diagnosis: gastroenteritis and respiratory tract infection.

It's my first time to be ever confined, so I wasn't sure if I was prepared for the horror stories of medical tests which I received from my sisters after I broke the news. So far, they haven't been that bad, although the intravenous drips are indeed annoying. And oh, there's that truly disturbing injection which left my skin feeling like the state of the world during the fall of the Roman Empire: red and burning.

(That injection turned out to be some antibiotic that I was allergic to. Bleh.)

This morning, I was taken out of the intravenous drips, but will remain in Woodlands for at least three more days. And I'm able to eat more fully now. The fish tonight, in fact, was quite tasty. Except that it looked like beef slices . . .

6 INTERACTIONS:

laura said...

joonam! what is happening??? i am sorry to hear you are in the hospital and will be in my prayers these days.

Paul Ancheta said...

Yes, it's one of those things that happen to you when you least expect it. If I stayed home longer, it would have been more painful to recover. Don't worry; I'm ok. Thanks for your prayers, Laura!

jdmark96 said...

Yikes...get well soon Paul!

caiacubero said...

Oh my gulay! Glad to hear that you are not acting like a bird anymore - regurgitating the food...blek! Do get well dear... Oh and so close to your birthday :(

Manijeh said...

hope you feel better soon! its not nice staying in hospital, but hopefully you have lots of lovely nurses looking after you! :)

Paul Ancheta said...

Thanks, ladies. I'm much better now. The antibiotics have a way of weakening you. For once, I get to know what it means to be weak in the knees! :)

And yes, Mani, those healthy Bengali nurses just surrounded me. And I mean SURROUND.

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