My name is John. I’m a patient with malaria. It’s a terrible thing to have, and I’m doing all I can to get back on my feet. I started feeling the symptoms about a month ago and within a few days I knew something was seriously wrong. I had the constant chills and sweating, the fatigue, and the headaches that just wouldn’t go away.
I’d heard about the disease, but I had no idea how serious a case I had. I saw a doctor, and they prescribed medication, but it wasn’t helping as much as I had hoped. All I wanted to do was get back to normal, but it didn’t seem like it was going to happen.
It’s been a long and difficult road, but I’m finally on the mend. I’m getting better day by day, and although I’m still not completely back to my old self yet, I’m feeling much better than when I first started.
The recovery process has brought a lot of frustration as well. It’s hard to accept that I’m not 100 percent yet, and that I’m still somewhat limited in my activities. I’m also worried that I may relapse at any moment, and that the symptoms may come back.
But I’m taking it one day at a time, thankful for the progress I’m making and trusting that the medication I’m taking is doing the job. I’m also trying to remind myself that one day I’ll be back to my old self, and I’ll be able to look back on this experience as something that made me stronger.