Inpatient

Maybe people would be surprised if they hear that there are people who hospitalization at the hospital once every year. But what happened to me. At least six years in Yogyakarta, I was hospitalized five times.

The end of last month, I woke before sunrise, and in the morning (either due to allergies or not) I was bleeding quite a lot of blood spilled. It was at that time I thought not a good sign, I immediately lay down on the bed.

About nine o’clock in the morning, I woke up with chills all over my body, my head feels sore and heavy, and all the joints begin to ache. My body feels a little fever, and immediately I could tell that my condition will not improve on it.

Immediately call a doctor who is also my neighbor (he happens to be out), I reserve sistenol (paracetamol with N-acetyl cysteine). I drink lots of water and covered myself with a thick blanket. What the hell, I feel a disaster is not inevitable.

He came a long time, and my body did not stop shivering. I sent a message to my mother, so she would not be surprised when later received a call from the hospital, hi hi, usually every year is always so.

After two tablets in a row sistenol situation did not improve. At last night I was taken to a private hospital in Yogyakarta. I asked for observation and hospitalization in hospital. Sure enough, after only a few hours since the beginning of admission, the fever went higher, up to 40 degrees Celsius (at least two years ago reached 42 degrees on the first day).

I was hospitalized for seven days, and always at the beginning of the examination found no signs of infection specific. All the signs and symptoms of too confused together. Further investigation using any technique specific antigen does not seem to confirm allegations toward particular causes. Although as a patient, I can guess which way the disease is moving, I prefer to rest my mind during illness.

Well, I think I should prepare (at least give a precaution), next year would be a strike in the middle of the year (just like now), while they used to stroke at the end of a year (usually on December). What a life…

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6 Comments

  1. Bli Dani,

    Temen-temen kost kita memang temen seperjuangan jika sedang merantau. Jauh dari keluarga maka yang bisa membantu hanya tetangga sebelah saja 🙂

    Kalau orang tua saya memang selalu khawatiran. Sejak kecil saya memang sakit-sakitan sih, (katanya) ketika kecil setidaknya sebulan sekali harus berobat ke dokter ahli anak (saya hanya ingat beberapa kejadian saja).

    Apalagi jika saya mulai sakit cenderung parah (maksudnya yang akut, tidak terhitung yang menahun seperti hyperthyroid atau osteochondroma genu dex+sin) untuk penyakit akut. Mungkin mereka trauma ketika kelas enam SD saya pernah dirawat inap bulanan, dan nyaris “lewat” (untung belum).

    My orthopedist suggest me for swimming as my only suitable exercise, my knee can’t tolerate to much burden from any exercise with weight bearing. The problem is I can’t swim :rotfl:

    Suka

    Balas

  2. Bersyukurlah punya temen-temen kos yang ringan tangan. 🙂
    Saya dulu inget pernah ditanyain ke balian oleh ortu, ditebak pernah dapet kejadian sakit/kecelakaan yang ‘agak lucu/parah’ sekian kali (padahal jarang sakit). Hasilnya, ngelukat.
    .-= dani´s last blog ..Mencoba HTML 5 =-.

    Suka

    Balas

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