Let me start by saying that title reflects how I felt yesterday. Today, although I'm sure I still have Pneumonia I feel completely normal and finally like myself again. (it went from AVC start to end).
Every time someone saw me walking around like a zombie, trying to sit through some.. surely interesting session - I just couldn't think - they would ask me "feeling better?" and I'd either say "yea little better, think I'm almost over it". I really thought it too, until it hit again and the thermometer showed me somewhere between 102 and 103. Friday.. yesterday morning, after half of CECs section, I decided I couldn't take it and went to nap until lunch..
I woke up an hour or so later with uncontrollable chills; my entire body was shaking. Eventually I got out of my cold and wet bed and look in the mirror. I looked and felt like a ghost, couldn't hear anything but my teeth chattering and couldn't really think. It took me about a minute to text my doctor a few words because I couldn't get my fingers to hit the buttons.. and when I finally called her too she probably could just hear the teeth, which she must have translated into "I need to go to the hospital" and got me a ride.
I packed or better said, jammed everything I thought was mine into my drysac.. luckily only leaving behind my ipod* and got into the car. Once at the hospital, I realize shit, I'm gonna have to show my ID and since I don't remember much, I don't remember if I packed my wallet or where it is in my bag. At check-in, I'm tearing out all my clothes and whatever else and eventually find my wallet at the bottom and check in, to wait another who knows how long it was to see the doctor.
It was a good spanish test for me, considering I couldn't think about anything but my head blowing up. I guess I did well because we only spoke about my head blowing up. At this point he was thinking it was viral and that I may have dengue, but was not sure.
Anyway, they gave me a shot in the ass* and an IV and things started to change. They got me a chest x-ray and well, it proved I had pneumonia*. I popped another amoxicillin and some pain killers and ate dinner. Brian and Jenn, Panama Country Director and PTO*, came by to see how I was doing and gave me a much needed care package.. toothpaste and a phone card. Thanks! Everything was going great, especially because the Rangers were winning 5-0 when I closed my eyes. I woke up with no fever, very very minor headache, but the damn yankees came back*.
As I was packing up.. this time a little more organized, the nurse told me I had a
compañero here. It was Dylan. So you read it right its pronounced Dailan.
algo así. I thought 'cool.. someones visiting me'. I gave him a call and asked where he was. He told me he was in the doctor's office and just got a shot in his ass. Haha, he wasn't there to visit but its cool. His new shoe gave him a blister which got infected and made his foot twice as big. He showed me how to get to the pharmacy in Chitré and I got on a bus to Penonomé.. got some pizza with some other people and am now back at my hotel.
It feels good to feel good again. Sucks I missed AVC, but as far as my healths concerned, I'm really glad this all happened while I was there instead of stuck in my house.. If I didn't go to the hospital with the temperature I had yesterday.. wow.
Oh, by the way.. I got to keep my x-ray!. As crazy as my story is.. my infection is not as cool looking as others I found online :(. Even worse in the picture I took.. being upside down doesn't help*. haha like I said before, I haven't been able to think straight lately.
*Got my ipod back
*holy crap. shots have never really hurt me too bad.. I didn't cry or anything but damn it hurt.
*Weird, because I could probably count the amount of times I coughed all week. None Tues-Thurs, but Friday morning I did start just a bit. An explanation they gave me is I probably got the flu as well.. another reason for an insanely high fever.
*PTO = Program and Training Officer
*Yankees got killed today.. woot
*This one might be obvious. I flipped the picture
PS. Three times during my stay at the hospital, a lady opened the door trying to sell lottery tickets haha.
oh, one thing I did accomplish at AVC was fill out and turn in my ballot. I actually got to vote this election. I also received my packet from June... and i found my 'lost' favorite shirt at the laundry mat this morning. I haven't seen it since my parents were in town.. months, crazy.
