As I am writing this blog, it is a Tuesday morning and my son Heinel is peacefully sleeping. He is currently on Day 4 of his hospital confinement because of Dengue. I believe we are past the critical stage and on our way to recovery.
This is not the first time that Dengue hit our family. Two years ago, Hendrix also had it but the strain is much tamer. The one that Heinel got was a strong one. We were caught off-guard since most of the dengue myths we know were debunked.
It has been a yearly tradition for our family to have Visita Iglesia every Maundy Thursday and Good Friday. We do it two nights in a row just so our kids, EA and Little H won’t get tired from driving from one church to another. It was something that we always look forward to, and this year, I already planned the churches we will visit and our itineraries for those two days.
However, our plans made a 360 shift when Little H got sick which started on Palm Sunday morning. He had raging fever of 39.3C but we can not seem to see any obvious cause like cough or colds. We initially thought that it was Tonsilitis but then I scratched the idea since he was eating so well. Monday came and still fever is on and off despite taking paracetamol. We visited his pedia, taking with us the results of his urinalysis which also showed normal results. His pediatrician, Dra. Tita Villanueva-Uy, having been Little H’s pedia since he was born, was also concerned about his fever. The usual suspect, pneumonia, is of the running since his lungs are clear. Thus, she ordered for a complete blood count (CBC) that night. We got the result the following morning which showed that his platelets are way below than normal range. She asked that we had it repeated the following day, and we did. It was alarming how quickly his platelets dropped in just 36 hours. She then asked to take Little H to the hospital. Her hunch is correct, our little boy has Dengue fever.