'Datuk' tebuk atap...

Posted by Kerah Lekung on Wednesday 3 February 2021

'Datuk' tebuk atap....
Kita tak perlu heboh sangat bila orang dapat gelaran. Di negara kita, ini adalah perkara biasa. Orang putih kata, "a dime a dozen" atau dalam bahasa Melayu sedozen sepuluh sen. Kita ada banyak negeri dan ramai Sultan. Itu belum masuk Yang di-Pertua Negeri. Masing-masing bagi beratus bintang setahun. Rasanya yang tak bagi bintang atau kalau bagi pun tak banyak Johor saja.
Pasal dah banyak sangat Datuk, Datuk Seri dan Tan Sri maka apabila Suruhanjaya Pencegahan Rasuah Malaysia (SPRM) pakaikan kemeja-T warna oren, antara yang memakainya termasuklah Datuk, Datuk Seri, Datuk Seri Utama, Datuk Seri Paglima dan Tan Sri. Dalam kandang orang kena tuduh pun macam itu juga. Lepas ini dalam penjara pula la kot? 

Tapi kena berhati-hati juga. Ada Datuk kalau tak panggil Datuk dia tak jawab. Malah ada bini Datuk kalau tak panggil Datin dia tak jawab. Nak mudah faham, macam ini sajalah. Bukan kita tak tahu atau tak biasa dengar tentang datuk beli, datuk samseng, datuk kaki pukul, datuk kaki sondol, datuk kingpin, datuk kunyit, datuk kaki kapur dan macam-macam "latuk" lagi. - AKJ

Dr.Noor Hisham: Lonjakan angka sebab kes lama lewat dilapor. 
Lewat lapor... Supaya darurat nampak serius ke???


A doctor's fight for survival in ICU...

I was confirmed as Covid-19 positive on Dec 8, 2020, after a second swab test. My story began on Dec 1, 2020, when I came in close contact with a Covid-19 patient in the ward where I worked. As soon as I was informed that the patient tested positive for Covid-19, I was instructed to undergo home quarantine on Dec 2, 2020. I contacted my family to prepare a room for me so that I can be isolated from them. Throughout my week-long isolation period, my family put a chair outside my room.

They also separated my daily items such as spoons, glasses, plates and others. We only spoke through video call or shouting through the door. On Dec 3, 2020, I took my first swab test. The results returned negative, and I was also not exhibiting symptoms at the time.

On Dec 5, 2020, I started to come down with a fever, a bad headache, joint and eyes pains, diarrhoea and fatigue. Medication did not help. I started to suspect that I was experiencing the feared Covid-19. On Dec 7, 2020, I took my second swab test. At first, I was relieved to be able to leave my room (to take the test) as I had been in isolation for seven days. Unfortunately, on Dec 8, 2020, my results returned positive. Shortly after, I received a call to confirm my diagnosis and symptoms.

An ambulance was then sent to my house, and I was put in a Covid-19 ward. There were many other Covid-19 patients there. At first, I felt healthy enough to converse with friends and other patients in the ward. I was also satisfied with the food and drinks served to the patients. We were never treated poorly.

We were provided food four times a day, including an unlimited supply of mineral water and light snacks such as biscuits and instant noodles. After three days in the ward, I started to experience a bad cough and my sense of taste and smell faded. My fever, joint pain and diarrhoea also continued. To make things worse, I started to have difficulty breathing. My SpO2 (oxygen level in blood) started to decline.

On the fourth day at the ward, I was transferred to the intensive care unit (ICU) for observation as my SpO2 level was around 90 percent. (Normal level is 95 to 100 percent). My heart rate was also higher than normal, and I needed a breathing aid with a higher flow (of oxygen). I was brought to the CT room for a CT pulmonary angiogram to identify the cause of my deterioration. I was fortunate as the scan did not show any blood clot in my lungs.


'Prepare for the worst'

In the ICU, I was diligently observed. I was thankful to be treated by the best team of intensivist and infectious disease experts at the hospital. Intensivist expert Dato Lim updated my parents on my condition daily. He would give words of encouragement every time he met me.

I could still remember one night in the ICU (I think it was the fifth day in the ICU). I almost gave up as it was difficult to breathe, and I was coughing badly. My SpO2 level was at 85 percent. I was dazed and restless. They helped me to sit up. The ICU staff put a ventilator machine beside my bed as a standby.

They said they would need to use breathing tubes if my SpO2 continued to deteriorate as I was already getting the highest oxygen flow. Unknown to me, the anaesthetic team had already informed my family and wife that I was in a critical condition and asked them to prepare for the worse. But with God's blessing, I was able to get through that night. Since that day, I had the courage to fight again.

After 13 days in the ICU, many blood withdrawals, chest X-rays, high doses of Methylprednisolone, intravenous and oral Vitamin C, Vitamin D, favipiravir and intravenous antibiotics for lung inflammation, I started to show some improvement. Finally, on Dec 23, I was transferred to the normal Covid-19 ward again. My health had improved, and I no longer needed intensive care.

After returning to the normal Covid-19 ward, I was guided to do periodical ambulation and breathing exercises to reduce the risk of blood clots in my lungs and veins. At first, it was quite difficult for me to move as my muscles were weak. I managed to do them with the determination to recover. After 20 days in the hospital, I no longer needed oxygen, and I managed to maintain my SpO2 level at around 95 percent and above.

On Dec 27, 2020, after 23 days in the hospital, I was finally allowed to return home. I was told that my blood parameters and X-ray would only return to normal after many months. All this would not have been possible if not for the prayers and love of my wife, family, friends and God. I was grateful for a strong social support group.


'Don't claim Covid-19 is a lie'

It's been a month since I was discharged from the hospital, but my joints still hurt, I suffer from fatigue and shortness of breath when walking far or fast. There is also social stigma as many people won't come near me because I'm a former Covid-19 patient.

A friend even declined my small change claiming that the virus would be on it. My advice to everyone is to abide by the standard operating procedure. Wear your mask properly.

If you are reminded to wear a mask, abide by it. Ensure social distancing and always wash your hands. The frontliners have done their best, and many are exhausted and sick. Respect the frontliners, they are also people with families.

Don't scold the frontliners or claim Covid-19 is a lie, swab tests are a waste of time or make political statements. Please don't belittle the efforts of frontliners.

Thank you. Stay safe and take care. Kita Jaga Kita. - Dr Dalvin Sidhu

cheers.

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