Steamy temperatures near 100 degrees on Friday while
enduring 23,491 steps/ 54 floors of stairs / 10.3 miles (according to my
friends fit-bit) reeked havoc on my body. By the time we traveled back on
Sunday evening it was clear that I needed some medical attention. Friday, my
ankles slowly began to swell and a funky rash around my ankles and legs and I
was beginning to waddle, as it was getting hard to walk come Sunday. Being that it was
Sunday night, and in a foreign country
all the doctors offices were closed. Under the persuasion of my flat mates and Assistant
Program Director, off to A&E otherwise known as the Emergency Room we went.
After checking into reception and consultation we waited two hours in the lobby, I silently began predicting what alignments other people had. When, finally my turn. an actual
doctor called my name, unlike what America. The doctor came
in, looked at my feet and said “this is interesting, I have never seen this”…. The first thing that came out of my mouth, “Please
don’t make me spend the night. (shear panic) ” How pitiful was that? After a five hour adventure and
more than one doctors opinion my diagnoses was undetermined except the A&E
did not think it was “sinister” or an infectious disease.
Well, that was
good news. Basically, I had sun poisoning, over heated, walked a great deal and
along with heat rash. I was sent away with a bunch of meds and orders to come
back if the rash spread higher than the green magic marker they drew all over
my legs and then they would consult the infectious disease team. I must say I was relieved at the end result. I am so thankful to report that the swelling is may down and
the rash color is fading. I wonder what the A&E bill will be? Sure glad I
have international student insurance!
As we were walking out of the hospital there were a series of signs about spreading infectious diseases... oh my, I sure hope I don't have cooties.
Circle, circle, dot dot, now you've had your cootie shot, giggle
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