We were at the fourth floor of the nearest Hospital from our house. We went to the emergency room earlier but our case was deemed as not an emergency. So now here we are, fever for three days and fourth on the list. Irene was having a difficult time managing her chills but we still had to wait. Everyone had to. A woman I saw at the emergency room was ahead of us, also waiting. When asked to step on a weighing scale, she walked but started to vomit. The weighing scale had to wait. In this hospital, their definition of an emergency is still a mystery to me.
|Photo from Google Maps|
Tuesday, November 28
We went back to the hospital to get the results. I was also having a 38.5 degree fever at this point but just had to soldier on for Irene. From the HMO office we were forwarded to the 6th floor, this time to a multi-specialty doctor. The check-up was very casual. So casual that you would think the doctor was not serious. "Baka Dengue yan!" (Maybe it's Dengue!) "Patingin nga ng labs" (Let me see the labs) "Ayun, Dengue nga!" (That's it, it's Dengue!).
|Positive for Dengue Virus|
After we showed him the admission order from the doctor a day before, he was on seems-like-i-don't-need-to-do-anything mode. Even joking that we'll be lucky if there's an available room at the hospital, chuckling like it was an inside joke that clearly we were not on.
|CBC results were available in less than 20 minutes yet we were told to wait for four hours.|
We went home. Both of us with fever. She'd on her fourth day, I'm on my first. Hopefully it's not Dengue too. Before we went to bed her gums started to bleed. This was getting serious fast.
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