Amoeba

Hey, it was bound to happen. Sudden temperature, yucky feeling, diarrhea, finally got me to a clinic (nice new place nearby) and then to the PGH (Phil. General Hospital) emergency room.
That was frightening. I felt really lucky when I saw what was coming through the door into a rather chaotic large room. And don't tell me that I've ever felt more alone and vulnerable! I was texting E. "HELP" messages!
Standing and waiting, not sure what to do, I finally got instructions to go get a blue card for seven pesos (the price of a jeepney ticket). So had to walk, not too willingly, about two blocks to another area of the hospital and wait in line for over an hour for that. Then back and finally saw a couple female Doctors. "Go across the street and get a stool sample so we know if it's viral or bacterial, please." So across the street I make it, slowly, feeling like nothing in my body wanted to move. That took an hour for results - amoeba, then back to get a prescription. By the time I got home I was ready for anything! It actually didn't take that long, it's just how I felt.
In three days I was to return, which I did, and found out when I got there in mid-afternoon (finding the unmarked room was VERY tricky!) I found out I should have gone at 5 a.m. to get in line. "Oh, that's what all those people are doing out in the hallway!" Well, since I was feeling fine by then I decided NOT to return the next day and to just continue the antibiotics. I should have gone back today for another sample to make sure. NO WAY!
So since I couldn't get checked that day I walked a block to the big Robinson's Mall and tired my already weak body out some more! The rest of that day is a fog.