The Jaundice experience

Recollecting the horrors of the week, when I was diagnosed with jaundice ,quite frankly still gives me the shivers. It took the doctor five days and a blood test report to conclude that jaundice was the reason why I was vomiting whatever I was eating and why my piss was the color of gold.
Apparently some god-damned liver enzyme counts had skyrocketed leaving me all weak,crazy and yellow.

I had a persistent headache for close to two weeks . Headaches have never bothered me much hitherto , but in those two weeks I almost lost touch with sanity. To make matters worse I was also ravaged with grumbling stomach aches .

My stomach had become a fortress guarded by a force which was refusing the entry of almost everything I was eating ,past the alimentary canal.I had zero appetite and when I was forced to eat something by my parents, in a matter of minutes most of what I had eaten was puked away.The food which would make it past the stomach would then lay there undigested and cause me stinging pain all throughout.

The very frequent runs I had to make to the bathroom to vomit in this condition didn't make life any easier. I was experiencing pangs of nausea arising from the pit of my stomach which were so freaking painful and seemingly well capable of snapping some blood vessel in my body and possibly choke me to death.

I was glad I was hospitalized after some experimental ayurvedic treatment in the first week. In fact, it was my idea to seek allopathy because the ayurvedic arishtams (medicine) forced down my throat were increasing the frequency of my run to the bathroom to vomit. The disgusting arishtams tasted far worse than what sewage would taste like .

My sense of taste was severely debauched by the taste of these arishtams and puke . I remember brushing my teeth repeatedly in spite of how weak I felt , to get rid of this bad taste in my mouth. But their effect was so strong that I used to end up with a minty flavor to the arishtam-puke distasteful combo .

I took me six weeks to convalesce and the latter four weeks were quite relaxing . My hospital stay had ridden me of all aches and with just weakness to deal with. I read books and watched lots of TV. I also feasted on two rasgullas a day as prescribed by the doctor because it is supposed to be good for the liver.