Besides an insane amount of Dengue and trips to the hospital, believe it or not, that's not the point of this blog. My title is "Is this a soap opera?" and I should now get into the good part. Nikki and I went back to the hospital to get a blood test and see if she needed to be hospitalized. We're greeted by this "doctor" who seemed to think he is in a real-life
"novela" with his sleek combed back hair and intense gaze. He tells us a little about Dengue (which we already know from the Janna episode 2 days earlier), but when a nurse walks in to the ER, he blows her kisses and says "mi amor". Turning back to us, he continues pontificating. Then Nikki is directed to an ER bed where a nervous kid tries to give her an IV, mumbling "no puedo (I can't) no puedo". perfect. I gave him a piece of my mind, thinking that if Nikki has hemoragic Dengue, any bleeding can be dangerous!! the "kid" says "oh no, she's fine...." I say "oh yes, it's serious!!"... and he finds someone more capable. Some more pricks later, me getting lightheaded and dizzy from the stress, and Nikki holding up like a champ, I was informed that all 4 of the Semi-private rooms were taken. "What do you want to do?" they asked me. What could we do? Finally with a needle in her arm, we weren't changing hospitals. They plopped Nikki into a wheelchair made for short Ecuadorians, forcing her to either stick her legs straight and trip everyone in sight, or do a little prancing move to not run over her own feet. We made it upstairs to a room of about 25 beds in tiny cubicles with curtains. And there we lived for 2 days.
During those 2 days, we were visited by nurses wanting to look at the pretty gringa... and doctors wanting to talk to the pretty gringas, and more doctors wanting to take pictures of the pretty gringas.... Finally (after much pleading and begging), Nikki was transfered to a semi private room that she shared with 1 other lady. It was much more comfortable to stay there, with room to sit and talk, and a TV to see news of the Royal wedding. We waited out those 2 days, rallying for Nikki's platelets to raise, and begging doctors to read her charts and let her go home. Seriously begging. After eating some healthy meals brought from home, Nikki was able to leave with her platelets on the raise.
We just heard that Heather has spent her first few days in Canada sharing Dengue with the doctors in the hospital there. I'm hoping that these deadly little guys aren't targeting me next, and am enjoying a smelly, freshly fumigated house.