Yet another challenge

You won't believe how unlucky one can get.

The day I returned to work after my medical leave (15 July), I received a call from mom at around 3pm saying that Dad is feeling very unwell. He's been unwell for two weeks. The day of my D&C surgery we almost sent him to hospital fearing that he may have a stroke.

He was having fever on and off; and was shivering uncontrollably. When mom took him to the doctor, he was unable to walk steadily and was even not able to articulate his conditions to the doctor. But doctor said those symptoms should be due to the fever.

For a while his fever came down and we thought all is well. Some days he was even able to go out, and get household chores done. But subsequently he developed a bad cough and complained of pain in his tummy. He went to the doctor again and was treated for his cough.

The weekend before, he was still able to do housework. Then came Monday when I was due back at work, his condition deteriorated.

That morning, he sent the kids to school with mom. Then according to mom, all of a sudden he turned pale and weak. They had wanted to go consult a different doctor, but he was unable to walk. So they went home. Mom suggested to him again to go to the hospital. And this time round, to our surprise, he agreed!

So mom called me to inform me. I took a cab from work to pick them up at home for NUH A&E.

We waited nearly 45 minutes before we get to see the nurse at the triage. By then, Dad was shivering badly. The nurse took his blood pressure which was extremely high. He also took the blood sugar level and that was high too!

Immediately, the nurse ordered xray and blood test for him to check for infection. We were not allowed to be with him, and were told they will call to update me.

We waited for more than an hour before we received a call from a doctor to say that Dad has infection and will need to be admitted. They will call us again when a bed is available.

It was past 9pm that we got a call to say Dad is in the ward. Ward 42 bed 32. They had put him in a 6-bedder without consulting us.

We went to see him at his ward. He was not shivering but looked awfully pale and weak. We waited to speak to a doctor who said that Dad has infection and they need to run more scans and tests the next day. We left him to the care of the nurses and left.

I was awfully nervous and frightened. What followed was a long night. The fear of the unknowns ahead almost crippled me. Not to mention also the guilt of having to be away from work again. Pray, wish and hope.... Please let all be well...