Day 1 in the Hospital

It was May 13 when me and my husband went to the ER of Saint Anthony Hospital as my doctor advised me to do. She was out of town when I sent a message to her secretary about my condition. I told her that I could not eat properly nor speak properly. She told me to go to the ER for immediate evaluation and prompt treatment. I was hesitant to go at first because most likely I would be admitted, but I was also afraid that my condition would worsen, so I had no other choice but to go. 

We went to the hospital in the morning of May 13. And after the evaluation, the resident doctor called my doctor and then told me that Dr. Jordan wanted me to be admitted because I needed immediate treatment and close monitoring. Dr. Agrasada, the resident doctor who assisted me, said that I might have an infection in my body and that it is what triggered my illness. And if left untreated, my lungs might collapse. 

My husband and I talked for a while, but because my condition is more important, we both agreed for me to be admitted. After that, my husband was told to go to the billing section and I was brought immediately to a bed in the ER and was told to prepare for an xray. The nurse gave me a hospital gown and told me to change, and I was brought to the xray in a wheelchair. 

After the X-ray, I was brought back to the ER, where my husband was waiting for me. He said that the hospital needs a downpayment of 5,000 pesos. We only had 4 thousand pesos on hand, so I told him to withdraw everything that I had in my bitcoin.com wallet. 

Right after he left, one nurse and another and another went into me. One nurse inserted an IV, the other one drew blood from me, one in the pulse and damn, it was so painful. The other two drew blood from my arms. Then later on, three more nurses came to me and told me that they would put a tube in my mouth. They call it NGT or something like that. I broke down. I cried. I was so nervous. So I told them that I would wait for my husband before they do that to me. 

When my husband arrived, I told him everything and he talked to the doctor about it. He did not agree with it, and so the doctor told him to sign a waiver stating that he did not agree.

Then, a moment after, Dr. Agrasada informed us that Dr. Jirdan wanted me to be under close monitoring because my condition might progress. She said that my lungs might collapse, so she wanted to put me in the ICU. We both disagreed because we knew that ICU meant more money and we didn't have that. So she let us sign a waiver again and told us that I needed to be in a private room and not in the ward because I might get infected with the patients there. And when my husband saw the condition in the ward, he also did not want me to be put there, and so we waited for a private room to be vacant. 

It was past eleven in the evening when they told me that there was a vacant private room, so I was brought there immediately. 

While we were resting, me and my husband were talking about the situation, and I asked where we would get the money to pay for all of this. He said that I need not worry, that he would take care of everything. Of course, I know that he just said that to put me at ease.

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This is a big challenge for my family and of course to me. But hopefully and I strongly believed that I can surpassed this.

I would like to thank everyone who help me. My well wishers, my prayer warriors, thank you all guys. I really appreciate everything that you all have done for me.

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Date Published: May 15, 2022