Not that I generally like to share information like this, but I had gastro when I arrived back from Timor. It was at most an annoyance, in the sense that I had to plan my day around toilets. However, what came next, I did not foresee. After a few days of strange, painful, and sometimes humiliating symptoms, I realised that I could not walk. We decided that it was best to head to the hospital. 5 days later, I was finally discharged with a diagnosis of reactive arthritis. Basically, it is an inflammation of the knees which makes it painful to walk. Fortunately, it is not permanent, and within a month or two, it should be completely out of my body.
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| Yeah, I did the whole hospital gown thing. |
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| I spent a lot of time playing with my phone and looking at my feet. Hospitals are largely boring. |
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| My mum is the worrying type. She brought in bags and bags of clothes, and most importantly, my camera and laptop. |
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| View from my first room. In the foreground, the wards of the Royal Melbourne Hospital and Royal Women's Hospital. The field is University High, and the background is Parkville South. |
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| Over two days, skilled rheumatologists removed approximately 300 ml of fluid out of my inflamed knees. |
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| I could see the air ambulance land from my room. |
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| View from my room. |
