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Personal Bit: My Thai Medical Experiences, Part 3

June 22, 2021

I woke up one morning with deep pain in my right leg. Additionally, I had a slight fever.
The next morning, my friend woke me up and took me to a Thai hospital.
My friend helped me register at the Thai hospital.
Another crowded room eventually led to me. Their loved ones could hear them as they made sounds.
I was at the hospital to find out what was wrong with my right leg. Clearly, it was infected, but why?
After being in the hospital for three days, they told me that it was a disease that was attacking my leg’s fat. I was given medicine to treat it and went home.
Although the medicine got rid of the infection, it did not get rid of a strange rash I still have.
I would suggest that you bring someone with you who speaks Thai after this experience. It makes the hospital experience so much easier.

Personal Bit: My Thai Medical Experiences, Part 1

June 20, 2021

Today, I went to the doctor and I found out that I have a virus that is causing the lymph nodes in my groin to form a growth. The doctor recommends that I rest and take 3 injections until I feel better or the growth is eliminated.
Since I have more time, in addition to my articles about Thailand, gaming, and Myanmar, I will be remembering previous things that I have experienced in Thailand. The first focus will be on my Thai medical memories.

Once upon a time, I was standing in front of my apartment in the late evening, trying to find my keys to the apartment.
While I was looking for my keys, I noticed three figures behind me. I did not think anything would happen.
Suddenly, one of them struck me with a two-by-four piece of wood. It is something that you can buy at any Home Depot or borrow from some construction site.
For some reason, my first instinct was to be Batman and to go after them. They were surprised for a second and then started running down my street.
I captured one of them. He was young. He could have one of my high school students. He stared at me like a trapped animal.
I hesitated. I was not sure what to do. I don’t have any superpowers like Spider-Man or a Batmobile to take him to the police.
While I hesitated, one of the attackers came behind me and hit me again with the piece of wood on the back of my head. Blood started to gush from the back of my head.
I chased after them again and they got on their motorcycles. All I could do was stand there, and watch them leave.
Fortunately, there was a security guard at one of the nearby buildings and called the police.
An ambulance soon came and the ambulance people came out. They took off my shirt and put me on a gurney.
I never saw that shirt. It was the only thing that I lost during this whole experience. T
They took me to the hospital and put me on another gurney.
In this new gurney, while I was waiting to be registered and to go to my home space in the hospital, the two police officers arrived. They questioned me about the attack. They asked me two or three times whether I was drunk or not. If you knew me, you would find this question laughable. I almost never drink alcohol. It seemed like they kept on asking me because I was not giving them clear answers. You try to answer questions after being hit twice in the head with a piece of wood.
The police finally left and the hospital placed me in my home space. I was placed in a room with about 10 patients. During my 4 day stay, I could hear everything. If they coughed or vomited, I could hear their lovely noises.
In the morning, they wanted me to take a shower, but I refused to do so. Every time I stood up, the world would spin. I could not stand for anymore, so I would not be able to go to the shower. I made them give me a sponge bath.
Eventually, a doctor came and asked me questions. I told him about vertigo (vertigo means that you think the world is spinning, it does not mean that you are afraid of heights). He went away and I lay there in my bed as I would for four days. All I could do was either sleep or eat my meals. I had no phone or laptop with me.
Once, they did take me to the MRI to see how damaged my head. They said that there was none, but why was having vertigo?
I did get visits from my colleagues from the agency that I worked for. I also got visits from the Thai teachers at the high school that I taught at.
After four days of eating, sleeping, and listening to sounds that you would normally not want to hear on a normal basis, I got out of the hospital. I got out by lying to the doctor that I was no longer experiencing vertigo. I would actually experience vertigo off and on for the next year. I usually experienced it while I was sleeping. I would wake up and the world would be spinning. It is not a fun way to wake up.
As far as my attackers, they were captured when they mistakenly attacked a plainclothes police officer in an isolated location. I was also in an isolated location. He could do what I could not.

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