I saw a phrase some time ago but can't fully remember how it was put, but something like if you think you have 100 problems, wait till you have got just one health problem, then you'd know you have no other problem than getting your health back to functioning. And yes, that was my case recently.
The last time I can remember that I was sick was over 3 years ago, and yes, I'm so grateful to God for the opportunity not to be sick within those periods, but when it came unexpectedly on Tuesday, there was nothing I could do. Everything was put on hold just to make sure I was back on my feet.
It all started early on Tuesday morning when my body started feeling weird. I felt weak all of a sudden, and I couldn't do anything but just lay down in bed, staring at the ceiling and rolling my body here and there feeling uncomfortable.
I thought it was something I could wave off, but not until the next day it got worse. My body started getting hot and my pee turned red. Headache started. Abdominal pain. Weird movement in my body. Tongue bitter. That was when I started flashing back to see if I'd mosquito bites but nothing of such. What could it be? At that time, I could still eat a little - that relieved me.
Then, later at night, I Google searched for the symptoms of malaria. I saw most of what I was going through and concluded that was it. My mind said I should visit a pharmacist the next morning to get drugs but another part of me said, "No, go to a clinic!" After contemplating, I chose the latter. I took paracetamol with custard that night and was eager for the next day to come.
On Thursday morning, I set out for the clinic. With my weak body, I struggled and walked slowly down to the junction. When I got there, I did some tests, and they concluded it was malaria. It was there I started vomiting and when it became worse, I was given an injection to stop it.
One thing about this sickness is that it comes with me spitting incessantly like a pregnant woman. A woman at the clinic even thought I was pregnant until the results came out. That relieved her and other nurses after asking when was the last time I had my menstruation.
That same day, I was admitted for over 8 hours as they passed three drips of water into my body. I felt better and could now eat. When I got discharged, they prescribed drugs for me which I went to get at the pharmacy opposite the clinic. I was also told to come back the next day to collect my last injection. I left for home and I was able to prepare Amala (flour made from yam) with Ewedu soup. That was what I was craving then and thankfully, I had the strength to do all that.
The next morning which was on Friday, I felt better after taking my drugs. But I made a mistake. I didn't know until @nkemakonam89 and other friends in the Neoxian city told me it was wrong. I bought fruits thinking that would hasten my quick recovery since we all know fruit is good for the body. Little did I know it was an abomination to take fruits when I'm on anti-malaria drugs. But the nurses should have warned me about it beforehand. My sister said they were inefficient. Lol
I learnt something yesterday, but the deed was done as the fruits I took triggered the vomit to return, and everything I was taking from then was all vomited back. My younger sister came too and that relieved me as she has been running errands for me since she arrived. So, early this morning, we both went together to the clinic to complain about the vomit, and I was given another injection to stop it.
...and I felt better for now. Sickness is not a good thing, and I wish everyone would not get sick but in good health. Imagine being sick and every food you once loved would smell rotten in your nose. Drinking water became an impossible task unless I boiled it and other times, I take tea instead.
I ate one boiled egg last night for over 2 hours, something I would just throw into my mouth once and chew. The Lucozade boost my sister bought for me, I couldn't drink all of it. I was sipping like a rich man while on a business transaction with a colleague 😀
All I was after was not to rush those things, so it doesn't make me vomit. I told my sister to prepare beans and rice this morning so I could taste them and see if I would vomit again, but right now, it has stopped, and here I am writing this post.
I never knew I could write as I already decided to miss my yearly streak by not posting today, but when I observed my body, I could still try. My pee is still red, and I am still taking my anti-malaria drug before the others. I hope to get fully better by tomorrow/next week because I don't like the way I am right now. My mouth is bitter and my face right now is like someone who accidentally tasted a poo 💩 🙃
In fact, I have finished my air freshener as my room is fully covered with the smell of malaria 😤 that's so bad. I hate sickness 😷 😫 wish me well guys.
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