Although I felt fine on Monday night, I had a fever and was nauseous all of Tuesday. I stayed home from work and was awake for 30 minutes the entire day.
Since I felt worse on Wednesday, my host mom brought me into the hospital. The ER was extremely crowded so P'Job found another doctor for me to see.
I wasn't really able to communicate with the nurses beyond figuring out I had low blood pressure, which is normal for me, and learning I look like I'm from Myanmar, which is new.
After waiting for a bit, I finally saw the doctor who prescribed me some medicine that seems to be helping a little so far.
P'Gok, the pharmacist who brought us to dinner before, helped me fill my prescription in the outpatient department.
Being seen by the doctor and getting my medicine cost 60 baht or $1.81. Everyone here was very worried about how much it cost so they even printed me a receipt in English so I could send it to my insurance when I get home.
While walking around, we saw the head nurse of surgery. After describing my symptoms, she told me, very seriously, that I have Mers... before starting that to giggle.
All and all, I would not recommend going to the hospital in a foreign country where no one understands you and you can't read anything to fill out the forms and paperwork. I am so grateful that my host mom helped me so much. I wouldn't have known where to start without her.
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