Lessons Learned from My Sickness Part 27: Reverse Isolation
I confess there were lots of things that I didn’t like during my hospitalization.
Foremost is the cost. I found out that it’s really very expensive to get sick.
It’s no wonder why many people who need immediate medical attention, just preferred to stay at home and learn to maximize the use of alternative or herbal medicines.
I even read of a joke about a patient who was already healed of his heart ailment and was given the go-signal to be released after his long confinement. But he died of cardiac arrest when he saw his hospital bills!
I certainly hope that it’s really a joke and not a true story.
Next that I dislike is the pain and discomfort related to or resulting from my treatment. But I have come to accept them, since I knew that they were a significant part of my healing.
But there’s still another thing that I didn’t like – no matter how this doctrine was explained to me.
They called this Reverse Isolation.
According to this phenomenon, I can’t accept visitors in my hospital room because they might have colds, cough or flu, and their virus may affect me.
While I understand that this was a valid way of safeguarding my already feeble health, I find it difficult to just accept it.
That is why there were some instances that I struggled against the insistence of people looking after me, to allow people especially those who came from far away places to enter my room and pray for me.
I really sympathized with those people who came from churches that I previously served as pastor. I knew that they came from remote communities.
They traveled long distances, and spent their hard earned money for transportation just to show their love and affection to their former pastor.
In a way I’m grateful that my requests for exemptions such as these were also granted by my guardians.
Isolation is never a good thing for me because I just don’t want to be alone.
Posted on FB: 19 March 2015 – 7:18 PM