I'm so lucky, so lucky, I haven't had such May holidays yet... Having been ill at home for almost 2 weeks under the strict supervision of a local therapist, I ended up here. Have you heard about the 5 stages of accepting the inevitable - denial, anger, bargaining, depression and finally acceptance? So, I am still shaken in all directions. I'll tell you why today.
In January, I suffered from severe bilateral pneumonia, which was difficult to treat. And now, after home treatment, which did not bring the desired results, my attending physician insisted on an ambulance to rule out a relapse.
Admission department
To begin with, a lot of people are admitted to the hospital. We stood in line for an ambulance for almost 1,5 hour, because they brought "a whole batch from the area", several people in one ambulance. I was more fortunate, I was at least alone in the car.
The doctors in the emergency room are very tired and even embittered. Hearing about my problems with immunity, the doctor stated: "If you haven't caught it yet, you will definitely catch it". It's encouraging, however.
They immediately took blood and made a test for the virus using 2 sticks, which were shoved into the nose and mouth. I will say right away that there is nothing unpleasant or sick, everything is tolerable. Not scary, more terrible to wait for results.
When I asked if they would put me in a common ward or box, I was told that there are no boxes, there are only common wards.
All actions are real and take place in the city of Saratov.
My chamber
Fortunately for me, everyone in the ward is put separately until the first test results. Then people with negative people are companions together. You can't get off with one test, they need 2 negative ones in a row.
My room is designed for four, the walls are painted in a pleasant lilac color, the view from the window to the Volga, there is a sink. But! The water in it is only cold, or rather icy, but this is not the most unpleasant thing. There is no toilet. They put a boat on a chair and forbade me to leave the room until the test results. Life did not prepare me for this.
If you need to call a nurse, you need to open the door, knock on it and tell the room number. Of course, when the medical professional came out, I started to cry. Long, bitter, with a sense of hopelessness and great fear. In life, I am sometimes a rather tough person, but in hospitals the very first tear washer.
Treatment
I can stay in the hospital and endure everything if I trust the doctor. It all turned out very ambiguous, I had an X-ray and could not understand what happened to me, pneumonia or residual phenomena of the past. In January of this year, I suffered a very complicated pneumonia and still have not come out of it normally. The doctors threw up their hands and delivered their verdict - in connection with the pandemic and the situation in the city, just in case, we will treat it like a new pneumonia. Just in case, Karl. I precipitated. For 4 months I was followed by one of the best pulmonologists in our city, Lyudmila Dmitrievna Brill, who could not find due to the fact that in the private clinic where she worked, pulmonologists were removed for a while epidemics. We talked a lot with her and I knew for sure that in this case I needed a CT scan. AND the doctors agreed with this, but here's the catch, in the hospital, which our governor retrained for patients with suspected and confirmed diagnosis, there is no CT scan.
Thank you Valery Vasilievich! Of course, I offered to find a way to conduct a survey for money, but alas and ah.
I was prescribed a combination of antibiotics and treatment began.
Going Home - Mission Impossible
On the 4th of May I was tested, on the 7th I received a negative result. There is no guarantee that the second will also be negative. With my serious problems with immunity (not HIV), the doctors went to meet me, for which I immensely grateful. I was left alone in the ward, but this is temporary, as people have to be put somewhere. I really wanted to go home, since I could easily carry out the received treatment at home, I do not have an acute condition, high temperature, cough, etc. But there is a lack of immunity and risk of infection here. I was refused.
The Ministry of Health told me that I could leave on receipt. But I was again refused. I shoveled through many laws, regulations, articles and did not find information that the actions of the hospital were legal. If you suddenly know a specific document that prescribes this, please write to me!
Many people with a positive diagnosis are treated at home. But what I understood, if you have already got to the station - that's it. No chance to leave.
And I am saddened to tears that I was deprived of the right to find out what really happened to my lungs, and they prescribed therapy, which I can only in the most extreme cases, in order to protect myself. Now serious side effects with the circulatory system have begun, which are muffled to me, and then I will have to restore everything for a long time. Of course, these are my problems and I am ready to endure in silence, if I really need to. I would like to know, and not guess. Of course, the doctors who deal with me are not to blame for this, and it is harder for them to work in such conditions, what can I say.
I wish you and your loved ones health! I'm waiting for the second test, keeping a story in my instagram, if interested, subscribe!
