Yep, was hospitalised for 4 days last month. Had really bad rashes and swelling lymph nodes after my 3-day fever. Went back to the doc when I saw how swollen my groin was. He gave me anti-biotics and told me to go home and monitor.
Woke up the next morning to find rashes and swells got worse. Doc gave me 2 choices, either to take blood test or to go to the hospital. I chose to go hospital to have everything done together. Kind of no point taking test and getting admitted after that. I actually ask to delay the admission as I had to attend a food tasting session for my bro's upcoming wedding dinner that night. Called up bro to check if I can be excused and he said might as well, since the rashes so bad and I also didn't want to scare anyone.
Bob drove me straight to SGH. Even though it was a direct admission, I was still kept waited for 3 hours. The last 1.5 hour by myself as the guy had to go back to work. Waited at the ER by myself. While everyone has some relative inside the ER, I'm the only sitting by myself waiting for my bed to be ready. The aunties sitting beside gawked when I was put on a wheelchair, strapped with patient tag and pushed away. I guess nobody was expecting me to be the patient.
I'm not one to be confined so staying 4 days there was pretty torturous to me. I'm just glad that the medicine I took 3 times a day got me groggy and sleeping most times. My doctor was a professor, but he always came with 3 other doctors who did the checks.
One of them stressed me out the most. She's a lady doctor from Malaysia, can see that she just graduated not long ago. She came by one morning to take my blood for tests. Tried 2 locations before she managed to draw blood, said couldn't find my vein. The first time, she actually tried to find the vein while the needle was INSIDE. Fortunately, I was feeling numb from the rashes, otherwise I might just die from the pain and watching the process.
I thought that was all but it was not. She came back 30 minutes later and said she need to put me on drip as my blood pressure was low. I felt my heart skipped several beats. Same thing happened, she couldn't find my vein. And when she finally found it on a 2nd location, the blood spurted! Literally! Then formed a pool of red on the bed. Her hands were all bloodied and I just watched the whole spectacle in a daze. She tried to stop the flow and kept apologizing for the mess. The whole time I was thinking, mess!? These are my blood!!
I think I lost quite some blood there.
I have to say thanks to all the people who came to visit. My friends and colleagues. Thanks to Nico, Sally and Jaime for coming twice. And thanks to Angela for the magazine. My sis and bro came too, but I was too groggy and sleepy when my bro was there and I didn't talk to him much. Dad brought porridge my Mum cooked, a special order from me. Some ask whether I inform who and who, and why didn't I inform who and who. Erm, I wasn't exactly looking my best, with my angry red rashes from top to toe, finger tips to toes, so I didn't really want anyone to see. Those who came just happened to call/sms me when I was getting ready to go hospital.
I'm not used to getting fussed around and was really awkward when my friends/colleagues were helping me cut up my food (I'm crippled by the drip on my left hand), take my things, get my water, pushed me the meal tray etc. But come to think of it, it's quite enjoyable wor. Haha.
Thanks to my sis, Jaime, Angela and Cindy for the hamper too. The flowers really cheered me up. The delivery guy might not think so though, as he actually woke me up from my nap to sign for the hamper.
I got 3 days of hospitalisation leave after my discharge so I spent these 3 days watching dramas loaned from others and catch up with friends over meals. 4 days being confined was enough for me, so I was running around during the 3 days of leave. Hope no one in my office is reading this!
My bed for 4 days.
It's been slightly over a week since I've discharged and I have almost recovered. Just that my skin is still slightly red, patchy and dry after the rashes. Swells have all gone on the 4th day of my stay. Now I still get patches of rash here and there but other than that I'm totally fine.
Pix taken on my 3rd day when I was much more alert and super duper bored.
Now I'm just waiting for my appointment with the allergy clinic to find out what exactly was wrong with me. They took 4 tubes of blood in the hospital but nothing conclusive, thus the professor sent me to see the allergy doctor. My diagnosis was viral fever with suspected drug allergy. Now just have to find out what drug I'm allergic to.
