Little Bow Girl

Wife, Mama to Sophie Rose, Full Time Day Dreamer


Hi guys !

Sorry for being out of action for so long … after I came home from Seoul I developed dengue fever (probably bitten before I left) and I’ve spent the past week fighting the dreaded illness in hospital.

I was finally given the all clear and discharged today, and as I type, am at home, warm, contented, happy and at the risk of sounding dramatic, thankful for being alive.

Also immeasurably thankful for the outpouring of love, support, prayers, healthy food, hugs, conversations, texts, flowers, and balloons showered on this unworthy person.

When I first got struck, I was truly in hell. K told me that I kept muttering over and over again that I was going to die. On the flight back, if not for Claire, I would probably have (died). This wonderful friend massaged my feet with warming oil, made me put on rilakumma socks, sacrificed her sweater for me, kept me hydrated, chatted non-stop about happy things. I still tear when I think about how awesome she was despite me ruining the last day of our holiday.

By the middle of my first day back, I was sweating cold sweat in buckets, I had passed out everything in my system, was vomiting an average of 10 times an hour and sometimes could not even make it to bed. This was compounded with a pickaxe migraine and finally, I was rushed to the hospital where I was barely conscious three jabs and a bag of saline solution later.

So you can imagine, in the beginning when the doctors told me to fight, I wanted to say I had no fight left. Without my husband, family and friends I would never have summoned up enough chutzpah and force down food and not cry and rant when they extracted blood and woke me every one hour in chills to check my blood pressure.

Things hit a low when my platelet count dipped to just below 35 on Wednesday night. 5k less and I would have to receive a transfusion. 10k less and I would have to be moved to high-dependency.

And like a miracle, the next day the count jumped to 45.. and then 90 this morning. I can’t imagine it was anything but a miracle. So thank you everyone, and I will treasure every second of this precious life, the good and the bad, because good or bad, it will always be one worth living with all of you by my side.




4 thoughts on “Stronger.

  1. Cynthia says:

    Speedy recovery!
    I was wondering what took you so long to update your news here. Luckily all went well now.
    Praise The Lord

    1. libbyty says:

      Thank you Cynthia πŸ™‚ I’m much better now!

  2. JH says:

    Oh dear. I was wondering too why didnt you update this space of yours. Not to worry, you still have a faithful reader here! Hehe. Have a speedy recovery πŸ™‚ Lots of love.

    1. libbyty says:

      Thanks dear πŸ™‚ So sweet of you !

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: