I had a nightmare.
It was a nightmare in the beginning.
I felt like a prisoner in a dark room with the light on.
My stomach hurt.
I was afraid to open my eyes, I was terrified to get out of bed.
I kept crying, and when I opened my eyes I was filled with fear.
I was scared that I would die, because I did not know what to do, and my body was so weak.
I remember, I remember sitting on the floor of my house with my hands on my knees, and I was crying.
I cried for hours.
My mother was so sad for me, because she had no idea what had happened to me.
She would never forget me.
The nightmares came to me every day.
It was terrifying.
I never felt like I was alone.
But, I think I did.
I know that my mother was a very brave woman, because when she had me she would not let me sleep in her room, because that was her way of making me feel better.
So, she would wake me up at 7am every morning and say, “You are going to have to come and get me, but you will have to do it now”.
And that is how I was brought to the hospital.
The doctor asked me if I was ready to have surgery.
I said yes, because the pain was unbearable, and the infection was spreading in my lungs.
He said, “I will give you the best drug I can find, but it will not work”.
I said, ‘What is it?
You will give me the best medicine you can find?
You are going out of your way to do something like that’.
The doctor said, [He] is going to prescribe it to you.
Then I asked him, ‘You know, if I were you, what would you do?’
And he said, I would not tell anyone what I did, because it was something that I wanted to avoid, because of the pain.
I went to the surgeon and I asked for the best medication that I could find.
I did that and he gave me a night mask, which I wore all the time.
But then, I had an infection in my eyes.
It had spread and I could not open my eyelids, so I had to get the mask off, and that was a struggle for me.
And then I went home to the bed, because then I could breathe.
The next morning, I woke up, and there was no pain.
I thought, ‘Oh my god, what is going on?’.
I got a bad headache and my eyes were bleeding.
I started to panic, and all I could think about was, “What am I going to do?
Am I going, “Why is my mother crying?”.
I went to my mother and she was crying too.
And my mother said, you need to go to the doctor, I am afraid that the infection is going in my eye.
So I told my mother that I was having night terrors, and she said, No, you should stay home and rest.
I told her, ‘I am going to the nearest hospital, because they are treating me in the same way as before’.
The next day, I started getting my fever, and it was high.
I could feel it growing in my body.
I had fever every night, I could smell it, and sometimes I could even feel it in my skin.
I have never been sick like that before.
It is a very strange and scary disease, and for me it was a relief to get relief.
It took a lot of courage for me to be able to say to my parents, ‘We need to get you to hospital because we are going, we are not going to be in bed with you any longer.’
I am very happy that I got to a hospital.
But what was really hard was to get home.
I spent two days in the hospital and I came home to a very uncomfortable house.
I used to go out to play, but then I started having nightmares again, and this time I felt it in the room next door.
I remember, when I was in the clinic, I got home with a big bag of groceries and the fridge was empty.
I opened the fridge and there were two empty jars of medicine.
I put them in the fridge, and then I put the lid on, and they had been there for three days.
I saw that my husband had taken my mother to the same hospital.
I knew that he would not go to hospital, but I was worried about her, so, I went with her to the waiting room.
When I got there, they put me on a stretcher, and he started vomiting.
I tried to get him to eat, but he was still vomiting.
He was so scared, and couldn’t move.
He did not even know how to stand