Thursday, October 21, 2004
My first stay at a hospital
No, I am still alive. Just that I have been too sick to write anything great in the blog for a while. Came down with typhoid. Yeah I made one mistake of drinking water somewhere where I shouldn't have!
Well technically this was my second stay at a hospital, but I think being born in a hospital doesn't really count as a visit, right?
Well last week I was finally feeling good and just went to the doctor to tell her that and she tells me that I still had temperature and that I had to be admitted. Yeah I freaked out! Anyways I ended up staying at the hospital for a week. Wasn't that bad. They took good care of me. Of course I learned a couple of things.
One morning I got up shivering as I was feeling real cold. Called the nurse and turned out I had temperature. So she consults with some doctor and next thing I know I had an injection in my butt. Oh that was the last time I told them I was feeling cold!
The attached toilet was another story. The sink had the option of cold and hot water. Believe it or not they were swapped. Now why would they want to mess with people who are already sick? Is it some evil plan to make us feel real confused about ourselves? Funny thing is that I didn't even realize this for three days! Man I was sick!!!
Then came the shower. So I use general logic and assume cold is hot and hot is cold. But they are creative... They had two cold taps. Now I am already sick. So I really can't afford to experiment. Life...
Hospitals love making holes in your body. They decided to put me on an IV. They poked me twice with two big needles to put them in! So basically I was attached to a bottle hanging for a pole. I had two doctors. One the senior one. And then the jester doctor. Believe me I always laughed when he left the room! The jester doctor kept coming from day one offering to turn off the IV. It was like he was my yes man! Even the nurses laughed at him. I hated the IV because for some reason the liquid inside it was real cold and made my hand feel like it was frozen! It was like sticking my hand in an ice bucket!
Oh once I had real high temperature and so told the nurse to get me another blanket to cover myself as I was feeling cold. This was before the injection in the butt. She tells me that the only way for me to let the temperature drop was to take the blanket off and she tried pulling it off. As sick as I was I scolded her and pulled my blanket back and told her if she took it I would die! Boy, did she back of after that! Yeah but then she had to give me an injection later that day and I think she went out of her way to make it painful!
Hospital stay is boring. All you can do is watch movies! Of course I got a chance to read a lot of Calvin and Hobbes while I was there. Lots of books that I hadn't had a chance to catch up with! Initially the nurses were pretty impressed with me. I had taken a private room and practically never had anyone to help me out in my room. Then one day one of them saw the Calvin and Hobbes by my bed and was like you are reading comics! I think word got around pretty fast about me reading comics! Hey I can't help it if people don't have good taste in books!
Did you know that they had a uniform for people who were admitted in the hospital? I never really wore their uniform and was glad I didn't because one day they decided to give me a pink stripped set. WHY???
What made the stay at the hospital worth it was people who sent me SMSes or called. It was real nice to see people who are always looking in some way or the other to pull my leg calling with concerned voices wondering if I was okay! Some people were really freaked out when they heard I was in the hospital. SMSes were fun. It's nice when people take a moment out to just send a word out to you to let you know they care! Oh how can I forget my poor brother who had to come in a couple of times everyday to check up on me. He had it tough while I was in the hospital.
Okay I am now bored. I am sitting at home all recovered but with no energy. I am ordered complete bed rest and so I can't move out! And I am tired of reruns! Believe it or not I can't wait to get back to work!
Well technically this was my second stay at a hospital, but I think being born in a hospital doesn't really count as a visit, right?
Well last week I was finally feeling good and just went to the doctor to tell her that and she tells me that I still had temperature and that I had to be admitted. Yeah I freaked out! Anyways I ended up staying at the hospital for a week. Wasn't that bad. They took good care of me. Of course I learned a couple of things.
One morning I got up shivering as I was feeling real cold. Called the nurse and turned out I had temperature. So she consults with some doctor and next thing I know I had an injection in my butt. Oh that was the last time I told them I was feeling cold!
The attached toilet was another story. The sink had the option of cold and hot water. Believe it or not they were swapped. Now why would they want to mess with people who are already sick? Is it some evil plan to make us feel real confused about ourselves? Funny thing is that I didn't even realize this for three days! Man I was sick!!!
Then came the shower. So I use general logic and assume cold is hot and hot is cold. But they are creative... They had two cold taps. Now I am already sick. So I really can't afford to experiment. Life...
Hospitals love making holes in your body. They decided to put me on an IV. They poked me twice with two big needles to put them in! So basically I was attached to a bottle hanging for a pole. I had two doctors. One the senior one. And then the jester doctor. Believe me I always laughed when he left the room! The jester doctor kept coming from day one offering to turn off the IV. It was like he was my yes man! Even the nurses laughed at him. I hated the IV because for some reason the liquid inside it was real cold and made my hand feel like it was frozen! It was like sticking my hand in an ice bucket!
Oh once I had real high temperature and so told the nurse to get me another blanket to cover myself as I was feeling cold. This was before the injection in the butt. She tells me that the only way for me to let the temperature drop was to take the blanket off and she tried pulling it off. As sick as I was I scolded her and pulled my blanket back and told her if she took it I would die! Boy, did she back of after that! Yeah but then she had to give me an injection later that day and I think she went out of her way to make it painful!
Hospital stay is boring. All you can do is watch movies! Of course I got a chance to read a lot of Calvin and Hobbes while I was there. Lots of books that I hadn't had a chance to catch up with! Initially the nurses were pretty impressed with me. I had taken a private room and practically never had anyone to help me out in my room. Then one day one of them saw the Calvin and Hobbes by my bed and was like you are reading comics! I think word got around pretty fast about me reading comics! Hey I can't help it if people don't have good taste in books!
Did you know that they had a uniform for people who were admitted in the hospital? I never really wore their uniform and was glad I didn't because one day they decided to give me a pink stripped set. WHY???
What made the stay at the hospital worth it was people who sent me SMSes or called. It was real nice to see people who are always looking in some way or the other to pull my leg calling with concerned voices wondering if I was okay! Some people were really freaked out when they heard I was in the hospital. SMSes were fun. It's nice when people take a moment out to just send a word out to you to let you know they care! Oh how can I forget my poor brother who had to come in a couple of times everyday to check up on me. He had it tough while I was in the hospital.
Okay I am now bored. I am sitting at home all recovered but with no energy. I am ordered complete bed rest and so I can't move out! And I am tired of reruns! Believe it or not I can't wait to get back to work!
