Yeah, that’s what has happened alright. “The Jaundification of Natasha” or “Natasha- the hepatitisized one”! Oh come on, if Beyonce can come up with “bootylicious” and get it included it the Oxford Dictionary, I’m definitely allowed to make up new words in my own blog!!!
For those who have no idea what I’m referring to, it’s Jaundice and Hepatitis A. I’m currently in the recovery process from Hepatitis A and Jaundice is a symptom of precisely that.
Hepatitis A basically means my poor little liver is dysfunctional for sometime and because of that it’s not removing the huge load of toxins that are produced in my body (a natural bodily process of course) , and also not removing “bilirubin” from my blood which means I have an excess of it and hence the yellowness that accompanies this particular ailment.
Thanks to this lovely disease I have to lay off spice, meat (protein), oil, fat…basically anything that’s unhealthy, oily, and fatty and tastes scrumptious!! The food lover/gourmet/gourmand (call me what you may) in me was aghast, as was the carnivore/scavenger.
The signs that there was something definitely wrong with me were *drum roll*:
· bringing up everything I ate for about 3 days
· weird colored well… pee (su-su, urine whatever)
I got admitted into ugly ugly Hospital-land on the 27th of April. The doctors very gravely came up to us n said well, your daughter has jaundice. “Hmm ok” I thought, “how bad can that be?” VERY bad turns out, like I described earlier, my liver isn’t functioning too good, not a very safe position to be in, wouldn’t you agree? Turns out, if relapse, that’s my ticket to paradise.
The whole of 27th went in blood tests and the doctors trying to explain what exactly was wrong; I got transferred and admitted late 27th night to another hospital in a ward with two ladies in the other beds. 28th morning dawned. I think the hospital people in charge of the food were terribly misinformed… They served me eggs for breakfast, Biryani rice and mutton curry for lunch, and a thigh of fried chicken and French fries for dinner. One look at the dinner dish and the only thought that crossed my head “Ehmagodd… they wanna kill me!!!!”
Keeping in mind that I’m inBahrain, I think it was excused… everybody here gets food like that in the hospital! So anyway three days and ten bottles of “drip” or IV later, I was half my normal size (which wasn’t much anyway), yellowish (I got a relatively mild attack, so not very yellow, just a yellowish tinge maybe) and definitely not in the mood to eat anything protein (simple, my body rejects it!)
My diet now consists of boiled vegetables, fruits, juice and water. No spices NO MEAT, NO TASTE!!BUT… I have an absolute angel of a mother who has come up with ingenious and fantastic recipes that involve neither spice nor meat but definitely make the food interesting, there’s been something different on the table almost everyday now.So thanks to my mommy wondefulest and dearest, I’m actually …….enjoying vegetarian food! No no, its ok, those who know me well, don’t gasp. Once you accept the fact that this is what you HAVE got to eat for the next two months, you stop complaining and start enjoying the food.
The consolation that I have is the fact that my skin and hair have become lovely with all the healthy food and rest. Oh yeah, I’m not supposed to exert myself the teeniest bit either. So, I’m on my butt the whole day long, with my mom at my beck and call, just waiting for my flight back toBombay on the 28th.
On the other hand… Movies, books, rest and great food. What more could a teen want during her vacation hm?
