Dengue Fever

I was on my 5th grade when this disease inflicted my body. One day, I just woke up feeling having a fever. I felt headache and stomachache, too. I ran to my mom’s room and told her that I’m not feeling well. And so, I got my doze of sermon from mom coz she thought that I’m again having tonsillitis due to eating too much sweets and cold drinks. I take for granted and didn’t mind my fever - coz I’m really used to have a fever always.. I’m such a sickly girl then, and even now. It was such a very weird condition ‘coz my body temperature varies each day. Two days we thought that my fever would end as my temperature is getting low, but then few more hours later it will suddenly rise. My mom is quite surprised with what’s goin’ on.. she’s getting inquisitive in me with what I did the past few days or did something bad happen to me that has turned me in that condition. I just said as a young girl - i don’t know? i don’t remember? My mom is still observing my condition, if it goes still the same the whole day, she will bring me to the doctor at once. And so, the next day I still have my fever. We rushed into the clinic and then, our family doctor - Dra. Mansilla waste no time then send us to laboratory give me blood tests. She's  actually suspecting that its either I have a  Typhoid or Dengue Fever, and so after the tests, it’s positive from Dengue. I never realized how serious my condition was. I was hospitalized more than a week. It was a very terrible experience for me, and for my family as well. You are not just physically drained, but financially as well..oh most of all..emotionally!!! I heard from my aunts that my mom has been crying a lot then ‘coz I reached the state of having hallucinations. They thought was going to die, considering that I am in stage three - that’s the worst condition in Dengue cases. I experienced having 2 dextrose at a time, placing tube in my nose, performing blood tests in me every hour, and needing blood donor. I am a type “O” blood..it's not a rare type, but believe me, my family had a hard time looking for the right donors..yes! DONORS! we needed three donors standing by at the hospital any moment the virus in my body is attacking. My mom could not be a donor ‘coz she’s just got birth from my youngest brother weeks ago. My elder brother and sister could not too maybe because they are still young, my aunts and uncle who are of same blood type could not be too for some complex reasons. I don’t know if its true that because I needed many donors, they actually went to the jail just to get the right donor for me..hahahaha!!! My dad, who is assigned in a very distant area from our city is impatiently and very eager to go home. Terrible things are running thru his mind. He can’t help himself but imagine things like there’s already a burial in our house.. His superior is actually did not want to allow him to go back home since he just got arrived from paternity leave. But the eagerness of my dad to go home is really firm..that nobody could stop him. Luckily, I survived this nightmare. When my dad arrived I was quite fine that time, my mom said it’s good that he was not able to witness all my worst conditions because my dad will be the first one to freak out and will overreact with the things that might also affect his health. Now, I can joke about my experience then - I can even dare to say I’m still alive..“masamang damo, matagal mamatay” hahahaha!