Almost
every day since last month, there has been a report of someone, most
likely a child, dying because of the complications of dengue.
According to the Department of Health, as of September 3, 2011, some
63,741 patients have had
dengue since the start of the year, and 373 of them have died.
While
the figures are better than those of the same period last year
(87,409 cases, 586
deaths), it is still alarming that female Aedes
aegypti mosquitoes
are still at it, biting unsuspecting people and putting lives in
peril.
And
they'll still be around for as long as there are containers and areas
with stagnant water around us. Have you looked around your house,
yard, and neighborhood? I think vigilance is key in combating dengue.
I'm
passionate about calling attention to the need to take measures to
prevent the incidence and outbreak of dengue in communities because I
know what it's like to have a family member get dengue. In January,
this year, I faced dengue eye-to-eye as it threatened to harm my son.
And a few years ago, my 8-year-old nephew, the son of my first
cousin, died of dengue shock syndrome 5 days after he started not to
feel well.
My
son's case started with malaise on a Wednesday and so he skipped
school. Later that day he had fever, which would go down after taking
Biogesic, and go up again within the next 4 hours. The next day, a
Thursday, I got a call at the office saying our helper brought my son
to the emergency room at the government hospital nearby as he still
had fever and was vomiting. I rushed to the ER and found my son
looking kinda OK, with just colds, cough, and pain in the joints that
drove him to use my mom's walking stick.
The
doctors and nurses at the ER thought it was just flu as his complete
blood count (CBC) test showed that his platelets were at the normal
range. I would have thought it was the flu too. He could have been
discharged earlier but the staff had to wait for instructions from
his pediatrician, who was a consultant at the hospital. As the hours
went on, I saw my son becoming pale and more tired, that I told the
staff I'd bring him home right then and just come back for the
prescription later that night.
I
drove back to the hospital that night to get the prescription for
antibiotics and made sure my son rested well the next day, a Friday.
We were instructed to bring him to his pediatrician for checkup on
Saturday.
And
so we did. Little rashes began to appear on his body, and the
pediatrician thought it could be allergy to antibiotics and so she
gave me a new prescription. But she was puzzled as to why he didn't
seem to improve in spite of powerful antibiotics, and gave me another
prescription – a request for CBC test – with the instruction to
get him that test later that day if he still had fever. I brought him
home and went to work at the office.
Coming
home from work that night, I saw that he still had fever, and still
had pains. I brought him to St. Luke's Medical Center in Quezon City
past 8 p.m. for a CBC. My son had a hard time walking even with my
mom's walking stick to aid him, that I felt this was no ordinary flu.
The
hospital said it would e-mail me the results, and I was up all night
waiting for it. When I got it at past 2 a.m. on Sunday, I saw that
his platelet count – still within the normal range – had gone
down.
I
reported this around breakfast time to his pedia, and she said to
make sure he is hydrated, took his meds and got lots of rest.
Technically, his platelet count, you see, was still normal.
But
my son's face and ears have turned red, and I just didn't know what
to do anymore. My dad told me to bring him to the hospital right away
and have him confined to be sure.
I
drove him to St. Luke's Medical Center – this time at Global City
as they had a promo that time (50% off room rates, my niece, a doctor
who works there reported). They immediately worked on him as soon as
he was wheeled in the ER from the driveway – got his blood
pressure, et cetera. And they performed a CBC and a dengue antigen
test (NS1 test), the results of which were to be available in 2
hours.
Within
2 hours, the ER doctor said my son's CBC even went down from its
level the previous night and confirmed that my son was positive for
dengue, and that we had a choice whether to bring him home or have
him admitted. Of course, I chose the latter option for my peace of
mind.
A
pediatrician consultant was called in and he looked at my son. He
assured me not to worry, as even if my son's platelets would still
go down, the hospital had enough fluids on standby. He also said he
didn't think it would go to that stage.
I
texted close friends to ask for prayers for my son as I knew dengue
is deadly. I also posted a status message on Facebook calling for
prayers and support, and wishes for his recovery poured in. It was
also Prayer and Fasting Week at Christ's Commission Fellowship where
we go to regularly, and I even texted our pastors to please include
my son in their prayers.
By
Monday, my son's platelet count still went down as his pediatrician
said it would. The doctors and nurses would check on him often, and
ask if he felt any stomach pain. His liquid intake was monitored, as
well as his urine output to make sure he was not getting dehydrated.
The good thing was my son's appetite was still normal. He would also
just have slight fever, not a high grade one.
The
next day, Tuesday, his platelet count went up a bit, and he still had
no pain in the stomach (a sign of internal hemorrhage). His energy
was also up. My son's pediatrician gave the go signal for us to go
home. Praise God!
During
the next few days, my son would continue to rest at home. On the
second day, he got red again in the face, so I brought him back to
the ER at St. Luke's Medical Center in Global City to be sure, and
after CBC, his platelet count was at the same level as it was that
Tuesday. It was to be expected, his pediatrician said, but he was on
the way to recovery.
It
took about another week for my son to completely recover and be
strong enough to go to school. We are grateful for the many people
who prayed for him, and for the attentive service given to him by his
doctors and nurses. We believe God answered our prayers for his
healing.
Where
could my son have encountered that dengue-carrying mosquito? We
traced it to a shallow pit near our garage which would get filled
with rainwater. The pit has since been cleaned and repaired.
Dengue
is now not just in season during the wet months of June to August.
It's affecting people all year round. Take the time to check your
surroundings – from plant pots and flower vases to gutters and pits
– to keep those pesky mosquitoes at bay. Dengue is not something to
be taken lightly, as life is a precious gift.
BOOK OF THE WEEK: Both teachers and non-teachers alike will learn much from the little book Letters to a Young Teacher: The Art of Being Interesting by Joseph V. Landy, S.J. In a conversational style, the author talks to the reader and asks questions such as why do you want to teach? He then goes on to advise those whose main goal is to earn money to try something that can earn more money: "trading or farming or even hair-styling." Teaching is a noble, but "relatively low-paying profession", he says, yet is so rewarding to those looking for fulfillment. He shares many tips for teachers, which parents and trainers may heed: Have the "knack of making the seemingly dreariest subject interesting."
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