So begins the waiting game, during this time the doctors didn't really give me any treatment they just monitored me and took my blood counts ever day.
After a week of a shared room I was transferred to a private room which was very handy since my bowel movements had become out of control so having a private bathroom made it a lot easier. During the second week of my hospital stay mum and dad flew over from Australia, Dad was staying for a week but mum extended her stay until I flew home (which would be 2 weeks).
Because answers from the doctors in Singapore was frustratingly slow Lisa did some awesome research and found an expert in Hairy Cell in Melbourne Australia, located in Peter Mac hospital. With Dad back in Australia he was in a position to contact them to see what the best course was whilst also sorting our my health insurance.
Back in Singapore I had got to the point where I had lost confidence in the medical staff so I told them that I want them to get me to a state where I can get on a plane and back to Australia. The doctors were quite open to the idea and when I suggested Saturday they quickly pushed it to Thursday. We realise this is because if I was released and then went back to their hospital it looked bad, but if I was in Australia quickly then it was Australia's problem.
I didn't mind because it meant I was finally going home. So come the Wednesday which was just under 3 weeks in hospital I was discharged and went back to my apartment. The next day we had an outpatient visit to the hospital just to ensure I was fit enough to get on a plane.
After some blood tests and a weight test which revealed I was 61.9kg (A loss of 16.1kg since I was healthy) I was cleared to leave Singapore. We met one last time with the doctor and painstakingly watched him take 30 minutes to email a reference letter to Peter Mac in Melbourne (some people are just not computer literate).
Back home I fell asleep whilst mum and Lisa packed for me (I wish all my work trips happened that way) and then the time came that I was off to the airport.
After a week of a shared room I was transferred to a private room which was very handy since my bowel movements had become out of control so having a private bathroom made it a lot easier. During the second week of my hospital stay mum and dad flew over from Australia, Dad was staying for a week but mum extended her stay until I flew home (which would be 2 weeks).
Because answers from the doctors in Singapore was frustratingly slow Lisa did some awesome research and found an expert in Hairy Cell in Melbourne Australia, located in Peter Mac hospital. With Dad back in Australia he was in a position to contact them to see what the best course was whilst also sorting our my health insurance.
Back in Singapore I had got to the point where I had lost confidence in the medical staff so I told them that I want them to get me to a state where I can get on a plane and back to Australia. The doctors were quite open to the idea and when I suggested Saturday they quickly pushed it to Thursday. We realise this is because if I was released and then went back to their hospital it looked bad, but if I was in Australia quickly then it was Australia's problem.
I didn't mind because it meant I was finally going home. So come the Wednesday which was just under 3 weeks in hospital I was discharged and went back to my apartment. The next day we had an outpatient visit to the hospital just to ensure I was fit enough to get on a plane.
After some blood tests and a weight test which revealed I was 61.9kg (A loss of 16.1kg since I was healthy) I was cleared to leave Singapore. We met one last time with the doctor and painstakingly watched him take 30 minutes to email a reference letter to Peter Mac in Melbourne (some people are just not computer literate).
Back home I fell asleep whilst mum and Lisa packed for me (I wish all my work trips happened that way) and then the time came that I was off to the airport.
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