My Egg Noodles

It’s been a while since I last updated this blog… lot’s of events have been going on. First up, while I was in HCMC I got a very nasty fever, which the doctor later confirmed was Dengue Fever.

Having Dengue Fever, as it sounds, was very nasty! It started out just as any fever would; headache, lack of energy, cold/hot shivers and a runny nose. Then I lost my appetite, which really messed me up. I ended up not eating for 7 days, and even the thought of eating anything made my stomach turn. By day 4 of having the fever I was vomiting around 6 times per day and sleeping all the time. I simply had no energy… I remember going to the shop around the corner from the hotel and just couldn’t gather enough energy to put one foot in front of the other. As I said, it was a nasty experience.

I then went to the doctor… I knew I needed help due to the lack of food intake. I first went to a clinic, and the doctor got all excited thinking I had the HDN1 virus. The doctor was weird, it was almost like we wanted me to have the HDN1 virus. Anyway, He transferred me to the Tropical Disease Clinic.

I clearly remember pulling into the Tropical Disease Clinic and thinking there’s no way I was going to get treatment here. The hospital was very old and just looked unhygienic. I then instructed the taxi driver to head to the FV Hospital. What a difference this was… the hospital was of international standard…. It could have been mistaken for a 5 star hotel. I was directed to the emergency department where I was checked over and put on 2 drips, had an x-ray of my chest and had my blood checked against lot’s of different viruses. For the first time in a week, I felt like I was getting taken care of.

Sitting on the bed with the drip inside my arm was heaven… a tear dripped down the side of my face knowing I was going to get better. And the drip worked; later that day I was able to eat half a chocolate chip cookie.

After the doctor confirmed I had Dengue Fever, I had the option to stay in the hospital or return back to the hotel and come back in for a blood test 2 days later. I opted for the later option.

Over the next few days I was able to eat little pieces of food without vomiting; I was started to recover. When I returned to the hospital 2 days later, I was given the all clear.

I just want to thank everyone that sent me a Twitter message, sent me messages on Facebook and thanks to the people that called and emailed me. Special thanks to my Mum… My mum makes a great nurse when I’m sick and not being able to have her with me was a real shitter.