I was thinking I got cold so I chose to take a rest, hoping that I would get better after a long sleep. After two days, I wasn’t feeling better. I still had my fever and headache. I decided to meet the doctor. At the hospital, they asked me to take blood test. I took the test and the result wasn’t good. I got types and dengue fever.
Long story short, I was hospitalized. It was the first time ever. It was the first time being hospitalized, infused, and I didn’t like it. I was hospitalized for five days. I ate everything that would make me healed. I drank ang kak water, guava juice, date palm, and a lot of water.
After five days, the doctor said that I could leave the hospital. I took a rest for a week at home. After several days, I could go back to my routine life. I was doing my thesis. Right after three weeks, my body was dropped again. I didn’t know why but yeah it happened. I went to the doctor again and he said that I got types (again). That time, I was scared. I was scared to die.
I took a rest for two weeks and I wasn’t feeling better at all. It was getting worse than ever. My stomach acid was increased. I got sleep problem. I couldn’t sleep and I was scared to sleep. My hands and feet got cold. The heartbeat wasn’t normal too. I felt my stomach bloated. I felt something bleeding inside my mouth/ throat. It was that bad.
I didn’t know what to do. I spent every single day crying, crying and crying. There were so many tears. I was scared to death. It was the lowest point of my life. I never felt scared like that before. I realize that I didn’t believe God. I asked myself,
Where is my faith?
Why don't I believe in God?