|"Get well soon" in Turkish|
I was hoping it would get better so I forced myself to keep moving about, but after a few hours I gave up and collapsed on the bed. So eventually I phoned Mr A. He came over on the motorbike but there was no way I could go into Milas on it, so I settled for the bus.
Because we don't have medical insurance at the moment, and money is scarce we had to settle for going to the devlet (state) hospital. I have to say I was rather dreading this because previous experiences of devlet hospitals in Turkey haven't been good at all. But I knew I had to see a doctor so there was no choice.
I was actually pleasantly surprised...and very impressed at the service. Of course we had to pay because we didn't have insurance but it was a fraction of the price of the private hospitals. There's an awful lot of to-ing and fro-ing and picking up pieces of paper in Turkish hospitals. I have never understood the system...if you can call it that. It's confusing enough for the Turks...so I would never manage on my own. And of course it's extremely rare to find anyone who speaks English.
I saw a doctor, had a thorough examination, went through my medical history, and he felt certain there was some sort of infection. I was sent off for blood and urine tests. We waited an hour for the results then went back into see the doctor. The tests clearly showed signs of infection, but he wanted to be sure so I was sent for an ultrasound. And to my utter surprise and joy, the doctor who did the ultrasound spoke perfect English! What a lovely young lady. She has just moved from Istanbul a week ago, lives on her own in Güvercinlik (on the way to Bodrum) and hasn't really got to know anyone yet. We chatted for quite a while and have exchanged phone numbers and hope to meet up. She is a keen photographer and wants to come out to the village to take some shots of the scenery and animals..
She did a thorough ultrasound. Immediately picked up on the cyst on my liver which was discovered two years ago. It hasn't changed in size so its nothing to worry about. My kidneys are fine, and also my ovaries (I was reassured by this as I actually thought this might have been the problem).
So with her report in hand, we went back to the original doctor, and it would seem I have a very bad urinary tract infection. There is an added complication in that I was bitten by a mosquito on my hysterectomy scar a couple of days ago and I have had an allergic reaction to it which has resulted in swelling and bruising. So together with the infection, I feel like I've been kicked very hard in the stomach.
I have antibiotics and three other types of tablets...so hopefully it will all be cleared up soon. So now I'm home. Mr A has tucked me up in bed and set off back to work. He didn't want to go but he really has to be there at the moment. So I've promised him that I'll ring if I need him.
The total cost of all this treatment was 44 lira...about 19 English pounds.....although the medication cost us 50 lira. Still pretty amazing though!