a trip to the hospital.
Hours ago, I went to a private hospital with my mom to visit a very ill child. Not that she hasn't been ill before, in fact, she has been quite regular there judging from her health condition. I do not know her personally except by name and disability condition.
I was told by my mom prior to the visitation that she's 16, and I was expecting some grown up lass with at least 4 feet in length. As we entered the room, all I saw was this miniature sized girl, if I had to gauge her age, it wouldn't exceed 10. Even more appalling was that she weighs only, ONLY 15kgs. I know girls would die for such figure. And yet, she's dying because of such figure. This has absolutely no links with anorexia or bullemia. She's in the hospital because of her health conditions, steroids worked pretty much like the main course of her daily drug intake. As miraculous as steroids could be, they could be just as lethal by crippling every major internal organs. But there wasn't any second option to reduce her agony.
Her lungs are failing on her, which is the sole reason of why she's been admitted. I just couldn't bear seeing her in that state of hell. Her medications were aggravating her already phelgmatic endotracheal and her lungs couldn't work with her by coughing them out due to fact that the lungs too, were on the brink of collapsing as well. She was constantly coughing, choked by her own secretion, struggling with fever, with her throat, under a very heavily doped state. Food, I don't know if you call that food, but to me, it looked more like soup. Food has to be taken intravenously because any solid particles will only agitate her lungs causing discomfort and if unlucky, food could drift into her lungs causing more complications.
Hence, the nurses used some kind of suction machine by inserting a catheter down her throat, which was extremely uncomfortable and choking. It sounded murderous to me everytime I hear that choking and struggling sound. If I were in the next room, it could have sounded like they were trying to strangle her. Her mom was weeping, my mom was weeping, so were the others there. But the nurses had to. Else she'll just turn purple and bid goodbye.
I've lost count with numbers. I've been to infirmaries so often that I know the route to the wards better than the way to hotel rooms in hotels. This is really very disheartening. However, my mom told me that she is a very strong girl because every admission she's able to beat the shit out of her sickness and recuperate. Albeit the fact that her chances of survival are getting slimmer by the hours, there remains hope and we'll just cross our fingers, keeping her in prayers. Optimistism is crucial.
Just wanna remind you guys to appreciate your health. And keep it in good shape. I really hope to not make another trip to a hospital. Unless I need it myself.
I was told by my mom prior to the visitation that she's 16, and I was expecting some grown up lass with at least 4 feet in length. As we entered the room, all I saw was this miniature sized girl, if I had to gauge her age, it wouldn't exceed 10. Even more appalling was that she weighs only, ONLY 15kgs. I know girls would die for such figure. And yet, she's dying because of such figure. This has absolutely no links with anorexia or bullemia. She's in the hospital because of her health conditions, steroids worked pretty much like the main course of her daily drug intake. As miraculous as steroids could be, they could be just as lethal by crippling every major internal organs. But there wasn't any second option to reduce her agony.
Her lungs are failing on her, which is the sole reason of why she's been admitted. I just couldn't bear seeing her in that state of hell. Her medications were aggravating her already phelgmatic endotracheal and her lungs couldn't work with her by coughing them out due to fact that the lungs too, were on the brink of collapsing as well. She was constantly coughing, choked by her own secretion, struggling with fever, with her throat, under a very heavily doped state. Food, I don't know if you call that food, but to me, it looked more like soup. Food has to be taken intravenously because any solid particles will only agitate her lungs causing discomfort and if unlucky, food could drift into her lungs causing more complications.
Hence, the nurses used some kind of suction machine by inserting a catheter down her throat, which was extremely uncomfortable and choking. It sounded murderous to me everytime I hear that choking and struggling sound. If I were in the next room, it could have sounded like they were trying to strangle her. Her mom was weeping, my mom was weeping, so were the others there. But the nurses had to. Else she'll just turn purple and bid goodbye.
I've lost count with numbers. I've been to infirmaries so often that I know the route to the wards better than the way to hotel rooms in hotels. This is really very disheartening. However, my mom told me that she is a very strong girl because every admission she's able to beat the shit out of her sickness and recuperate. Albeit the fact that her chances of survival are getting slimmer by the hours, there remains hope and we'll just cross our fingers, keeping her in prayers. Optimistism is crucial.
Just wanna remind you guys to appreciate your health. And keep it in good shape. I really hope to not make another trip to a hospital. Unless I need it myself.
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