March 6 (English)

The encounter

Maybe you know how it feels living a day like a movie! A passing day seems to go like a movie. In retrospect, it seems all just not real. Usually these're the days that are etched in your memory and sometimes you'd rather not look back. Exactly with that feeling I experienced this day. It was indeed just a film, an absolute thriller in this case. Unfortunately there was no question of fiction ... and I was the protagonist!

You would be wise to read the following only if you have a good stomach. Remember that every patient is a special case. You can safely assume that this will not happen to you!

Tuesday, March 6 was the beginning of a special day. The weekend before I had to painfully endure. I did not know it could, but still, my eye was getting worse.

This time Maud couldn't bring me to the hospital. Mu mother offered me a helping hand. In the hospital I had to report back to the emergency room. Like the last time I was very quick to act and again there was an another doctor. You will certainly understand that I must explain the whole story again. It surprised me, because they told me I would met the cornea specialist this day. The doctor also did the same tests and off course there were no results. I asked quickly: "The last time they have a test taken. What is the result?" He dived directly into my file and said: "There is no herpes simplex found ..." The courage sank into my shoes and a form of panic float. Nobody seemed to know what I had. Also my mother was in despair. Visibly upset the doctor called the specialist there ...

At the moment that Dr. Dreveir (the cornea specialist) came in I immediately broke. She introduced herself and I responded in tears: "I am Sijmen and have heard of you." To which she replied: "I am Dr.. Dreveir and I'm glad to meet you." (Even when I type this the tears running down my cheeks). Through this encounter, I became completely numb and was calm because of her. Dr. Dreveir was the first person that underlined my suffering. She literally said, "Boy, what a pain you have had in recent times. It is good that you've finally found me. I'll treat you and think I'm already know whats happen to you. We're going to get another decrease breeding, then I immediately start the treatment." I could only listen. From inside I was so glad I finally met the right person.

First my eye had to take sedated. Dr. Dreveir gave her assistant the assignment to numb my eye with COCA stunners. My mother and I were neatly housed in a separate room. At first, just to unwind. It was also convenient because I wasn't able to drip. The darkened room was nice. More than an hour I got Cocaine liquid dripped into my eye every few minutes. My mother made good use of the time and spoiled me with a drink and a snack. Meanwhile, my aunt, who works in the Eye Hospital, also went into a chat. She told us that Dr. Dreveir is a very competent doctor. It was just a sociable meeting, until I was called ...

The purpose of these drops was to get me quite numb. I didn't know what was happening with me. Incidentally, you should not read the following in a bad mood. I had to lie down in a "dentist's chair", and then a bright light above my eye was hanging. Despite all the anesthetic I couldn't get my right eye open. They gave me a clip in my eye, so I could no longer close. Then  Dr.. Dreveir put something like a scraper on my eye. They she repeated this twice. Normally I have a very high pain threshold and I find this kind of tests interesting. This the pain was too much even for me. I literally fell of the pain (by light and scaling) of my chair. It is difficult to describe how it feels when someone is working in your eye while itself is very painful. I almost was there fainted, despite all that cocaine. The sisters, Dr.. Dreveir and my mother held me to make it succeed. Even once I had calmed down, I was shaking. Downstairs the driver was waiting to bring the cultures. I must admit that the doctors have been very friendly to me. So they gave me a pill to calm down.

Then I have to wait again, and the doctor suggested a diagnosis, it hit like a bomb: "For 90% sure you have a parasite, It could hardly be otherwise, the culture will prove this very quickly. The symptoms are exactly the same as  a virus, a parasite is only rare. This is the reason they thought that you might have herpes. The medication for herpes takes time and therefore they haven't been able to establish that you do not have herpes. "My mother and I were impressed and Dr. Dreveir continued: "A parasite in your body is not without danger, fortunately you have it only in your eye." My mother asked, "How long will the treatment take?" Dr. Dreveir could and would have no answer. The only thing she could say is that we start with 8 (!) Weeks. Even she could not say whether the view (now 10%) will continue to improve. Naturally I was very curious how the hell I overcome this. The answer is quite simple: "A parasite can be anywhere(tap water, in the garden, etc.). At the moment it is on your hands and rub your eye once .... the rest you can fill in yourself." In other words I have pretty bad luck.

The medication wasn't funny at all. I was prescribed various medications, 3 drops and 6 pills. Worst of all this was that the medication made ​​that I look like a junkie. Dr. Dreveir emphasized that I absolutely could not work and am temporarily totally disabled. This news was hard. For people who know me, not work and feels terrible! On the way to the pharmacy I immediately called the director of my school. Total upset and with great difficulty, I informed her about the situation. She was also shocked of course, and wanted me not worry about work .. Just because I'm so proud of my profession I was extremely upset.

My schedule

At the pharmacy soon became clear that the swallowing and dribbling going to be a decent job. One day I had about 30 pills and 24 times drip. Here we had to find something. My mother and I made ​​a schedule for the whole day. Dr. Dreveir gave my the opportunity to sleep at night, but I had to start early. It meant that I had to get up at 8 am and after 10 pm was back to bed. Every hour I had something to do and so I could hardly get bored.

As I wrote in the beginning. This day was like a movie. A thriller with me as a protagonist. Yet it is one of the most precious moments in my treatment process. I am glad that my mother has been part of that. Even after months this day gets me still emotional.

My next blog will focus on the following days. The terrible mental aspect, but also small special moments pass by. Also the parasite gets a name and slowly I figure out what it is.

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