It’s confirmed. I’m sick in the head.

I’ve been out of commission for a whole week. My January is off to rolling start, first with the hubby being midnight snack for wonbin the dog (it’s been 12 shots and counting) and now me being confined for 3 days at olivares hospital. but am getting ahead of my story…

last monday, i was rushed by my officemates to the ER of olivares hospital. why olivares? beats me, but when you have two frantic officemates (thanks al, cindy!) trying to save you from dehydration (i was puking my guts out and was generally woozy) the nearest choice that they have is olivares

anyway, i was told to stay there for 24 hours as they will NOT honor my medserve card if they will just treat me for first aid. since wala kaming choice, i had to stay there not only for 24 hrs but a good 36 hrs cos they can’t release me without a doctor’s consent and we can’t find the doctor who does her rounds ONCE a day. In fact, I’ve only seen her at the ungodly hour of 5:30AM.

they did nothing except poke me with needles, run a series of test (all negative and with results taking twenty years before you get it–my husband has to channel hitler just for the nurses to listen to the patient). every 10 minutes or so they poke me again for vital signs (i.e. heart rate, bp, temp) afraid that i might suddenly die in 20 minutes or so. the nurses are mostly students of the school and when i suffered headaches again and asked them why…ang sagot: inulit lang pabalik ang tanong ko “baka po mali position ng bed nyo, baka po sa mata…” DUH.

in the end, my fmily had to meet and agree that they will transfer me to makati med cos the people at Olivares cannot see anything wrong with me in spite the fact that i am still throwing up and having killer headaches in between. we had to have the nerve to tell the nurses that they have to stop putting IV at me (i had six bottles of IV since I was admitted) and that i am leaving the hospital the morning of wednesday even if i have to sign a waiver.

Thursday. The hubby and I had to consult a neurologist at makati med to get a second opinion. my head is still hurting like hell and i am still vomitting.

–and the findings? (TA-DAH!)

i am tensed, stressed and thus–my head and neck muscles are tightening up because of it. that is the reason why i get headaches and why i am throwing up. that is also  the reason why i am getting sick always. the doctor ran a series of test and concluded that my brain’s been running on overtime and if i do not stop, STRESS will literally kill me.

I am prescribed meds that come with official govt prescription, with note that it is dangerous drugs and i cannot purchase it without another prescription from the doc. to buy it, i have to have an ID and sign the prescription. the pill is as small as the button on my mobile phone and i had to split it in half per dosage.

so, that’s it folks…i am officially sick in the head
nothing new in that, but at least we’ve got confirmation.

here’s a postscript: me getting sick is a validation of how right i am to have this guy as my hubby. he never left me even once during my confinement and he takes care of me really well. i saw him crying on my second night at the hospital cos i was already crying from too much pain. thank you lord for mike. thank you lord for giving me my family. am still a lucky girl.