SLOW DOWN LADY

At the hospital on my birthday!

Hi readers! I trust that you’re all in the best of health. The other day I had a mind-blowing headache that almost rendered me blind in my left eye. I had never experienced such kind of severe sudden headache that made me actually stop in my tracks and lose a second of sound existence. I literally almost shitted in my pants seconds later when the same sharp blinding pain came back and this continued for about 15 minutes to which my colleagues at work started giving me their own diagnosis (Of course none of them is a doctor!)

We are talking about my birthday morning by the way, and yes- being a Scorpio I can get quite dramatic with descriptions and exaggerations. It’s part of being me. I walked over to the nearest hospital with a clear mind of what tests I wanted to have done; I wanted a malaria test, a typhoid test and an ‘amoeba –infection’ test! First the lady at the reception chuckled. I hardly looked like a doctor and yet there I was asking to go straight to the lab without a doctor’s consultation or diagnosis. She showed me the way to the lab and I headed there.

At the lab I met a smartly dressed lady who asked for my history file and I said that in fact I had none, as that was my first time at that hospital. Shocked, she asked me to have a seat. She kindly listened to me yapping about the severe headaches that blinded me and she requested that I see the doctor for a proper diagnosis.  Half-heartedly I agreed to it, thinking to myself that there was nothing wrong with me, just a bad bacterial infection that is possibly causing parasites to affect my body. I couldn’t wait for my doctor to confirm this self-diagnose.

After a fairly long queue, I got into the doctors room and the first thing she said was actually ‘How are you doing?’ It was 11am and she was the first person to ask me how I was actually doing. I mean- I came in to the office and said ‘hi’ to everyone and got to my desk before the whole insane headache trauma. So to me this inquiry was quite meaningful to which I sighed before responding that I was tired and I have been over-working. We talked for a while but as she spoke the tension in my head begun subsiding. We laughed about the diagnosis I had given myself - and how the tests I had intended to do were all not necessary! I was ok and I just needed to slow down – Live a day at a time. I thought to myself that surely trained medical practitioner would know what she’s talking about.

So I went to the pharmacy and got the prescription for the day, which was to be taken only at night. I'm still amazed because I am yet to start taking the meds but I haven’t had a single bout of the splitting headache. Nevertheless I’ll take my meds tonight.

Thank you for the positivity Daktari.

Sincerely,

Nekoye