You give me fever...
May. 17th, 2003 12:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Nothing quite like being struck down with sickness in the fourth world is there?
I mean it's not as if you can wander down to the corner doctor and say "Hey, I reckon there's something wrong with me", whereupon they give you a script for some serious drugs, take some blood for testing and say "ring me back in a couple of days".
Nope, here's it's about 1 doctor per 10,000 people. Only the most serious, immediate and life-threatening problems even get looked at. And you can completely forget about mental health specialists.
So when struck down by a viriluent fever, the best treatment is treat yourself. And here's how it goes.
Thursay Afternoon: Starting to feel quite queasy. As the afternoon progresses, I notice my hands and feet going cold and my torso becoming hot. Vision blurry, dull headache. Finding it increasingly difficult to work - attempt to do document reading, but even that proves to be too much. Go home early.
Thurday Night and Friday: Hands and feet very cold. Body sweating, yet feels too cold to have the fan on. Headache absolute pounding - utterly impossible to sleep. Painful to open my eyes beyond squinting.
Working on the adage of "starve a fever", I restrict myself to small mouthfuls of water or tonic water. Still manage to consume 4 litres.
Friday Night: Visited by a work colleague wanting to make sure that I am still alive. Headache reduced to a dull roar. Sweating much reduced. Sleep only interrupted several times.
Saturday Morning: Headache nearly gone. No longer sweating. Feel confident enough to have a small amount of rice and fish. And a nice cup of English Breakfast Tea (ahhh, civilization!)
Go to work. (Yes, I'm as crazy as a coconut)
At least it didn't have the tell-tale signs of by joints feeling like their being crushed (dengue fever). Nor did it last for several days (e.g., malaria). The "starve a fever" strategy seems to have worked, although it was undoubtably assisted by my sturdy constitution. Nevertheless, not an experience I'd particularly care to repeat.
*shrug* I guess I wouldn't have come here if I didn't expect to get sick.
I mean it's not as if you can wander down to the corner doctor and say "Hey, I reckon there's something wrong with me", whereupon they give you a script for some serious drugs, take some blood for testing and say "ring me back in a couple of days".
Nope, here's it's about 1 doctor per 10,000 people. Only the most serious, immediate and life-threatening problems even get looked at. And you can completely forget about mental health specialists.
So when struck down by a viriluent fever, the best treatment is treat yourself. And here's how it goes.
Thursay Afternoon: Starting to feel quite queasy. As the afternoon progresses, I notice my hands and feet going cold and my torso becoming hot. Vision blurry, dull headache. Finding it increasingly difficult to work - attempt to do document reading, but even that proves to be too much. Go home early.
Thurday Night and Friday: Hands and feet very cold. Body sweating, yet feels too cold to have the fan on. Headache absolute pounding - utterly impossible to sleep. Painful to open my eyes beyond squinting.
Working on the adage of "starve a fever", I restrict myself to small mouthfuls of water or tonic water. Still manage to consume 4 litres.
Friday Night: Visited by a work colleague wanting to make sure that I am still alive. Headache reduced to a dull roar. Sweating much reduced. Sleep only interrupted several times.
Saturday Morning: Headache nearly gone. No longer sweating. Feel confident enough to have a small amount of rice and fish. And a nice cup of English Breakfast Tea (ahhh, civilization!)
Go to work. (Yes, I'm as crazy as a coconut)
At least it didn't have the tell-tale signs of by joints feeling like their being crushed (dengue fever). Nor did it last for several days (e.g., malaria). The "starve a fever" strategy seems to have worked, although it was undoubtably assisted by my sturdy constitution. Nevertheless, not an experience I'd particularly care to repeat.
*shrug* I guess I wouldn't have come here if I didn't expect to get sick.
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Date: 2003-05-16 10:30 pm (UTC)Ah, those old wives are a little smarter than some may think ;-)
http://mededucation.bjmu.edu.cn/medsite/newshow.asp?num=71
And something I missed from the last response (silly me), colds are caused by a virus, fevers are (usually) from a bacteria.
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Date: 2003-05-16 11:56 pm (UTC)bugger off the nasty little bacterias :P :)