a chronicle of mizz devi's life journey

Sunday, November 18, 2007

no offense.....but i got to speak out!

during my hospital confinement, i really got annoyed with those student nurses on duty.

I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST STUDENT NURSES and the LIKE. its just that, i really got pissed off. maybe with what they were doing. let me explain.

i was already sleeping soundly in the middle of the night because i was sick with dengue and there were these student nurses, WAKING YOU UP to get your VS. out of courtesy, i still smiled at them even if i was a little annoyed. hell. i was trying to get my sleep, who would not be annoyed? and i thought it was finished so i went back to sleep. and around 4 in the morning, i was awakened again because they need my VS. FOR PETE'S SAKE! im trying to rest and they were heckling me with my f*cking VS?! despite my disrupted sleep, i still let them (as if i have a choice!) because i told myself, they are just doing their jobs.

the second night, i was feeling very tired because my platelet was down to 70 and add to the fact i did not get any sleep the night before. and the same stuff happened. THEY WAKE YOU UP FOR YOUR VS, AND ASK YOU STUFF (LIKE THE NUMBER OF TIMES YOU HAD URINATED, GLASSES YOU DRANK, etc.)---IT WAS VERY ANNOYING!
I WAS CONFINED SO THAT I COULD REST WELL. I DID NOT KNOW THEY'LL ROB YOU OF YOUR GOOD NIGHT SLEEP! out of my annoyance, i glared at the student nurse and turned my back on her. no VS for her.

i don't mind them checking for the VS. that's why its called monitoring. but, when the sick is asleep, maybe its enough if nurses check their pulse or something.

is it really necessary to wake them up? they are resting and im sure their VS are ok since they are in a resting mode. im no nurse but the sick deserve to rest, especially at night.

im not against any student nurse. im just speaking out here, ok? im not complaining about the monitoring of VS but i don't understand the necessity to wake up the sick while asleep. is it really necessary?!

i just got out!

i was supposed to write this one yesterday but i had a pounding headache from sleeping too much in the hospital, so i slept early! (what a way to combat headache in the first place!)

i just got out from my hospital ordeal. yep, i had dengue fever. my platelet count that tuesday night was 106 (way below from the normal count of 140). i was worried already (and so is my mom), so i decided to confine myself in the hospital case it was really dengue. it really was. the next day, my platelet is down to 70 already. anyway, no need to go into details now. what matters is im ok. i still have those red rashes in my legs but dr. hernandez says they'll just disappear in time. i hope so! im ready to wear my skirts again...LOL!

but actually, i was not worried about myself during those times. i was worried of so many things.

my work, especially my boss, since he will handle all my jobs and all those scholars who need me.

i was worried about my mom because she was the one who watched over me and if she worries too much, her blood pressure might be affected.

i was worried because i could not fully support yos in his upcoming board exam. there was the 9 day masses to attend and all other support he needs.

i was afraid of all the needles to be truthful. when my platelet went that low, it was ordered that i be tested every 6 hours. i had a total of 8 needle pricks im my fingers, aside from the 1 syringe of blood taken from me.

and so on, and so forth...

but, with the grace of God, all beautiful things that i did not expect fell into place, all in thier beautiful time. it was way of God telling me not to worry too much. that i was to let go, to go through everything.