Monday, August 20, 2012

Dengue Fever and No Dengue Fever

Dengue Fever and No Dengue Fever / Rebeca Monzo
Rebeca Monzo, Translator: Unstated

Dengue fever is now a fact of life in our country. Clearly this is not
published in the official media, but over the entire year they are
fumigating the houses and the establishments, although this measure, for
what they've been able to show, hasn't done a thing: it just distresses
and annoys people in their homes. The only thing that would put an end
to it would be good hygiene in the city, something that doesn't exist.

Any day, any time, without notice, they burst in to fill the house with
smoke from burning oil, which is what they call fumigation. It's been
years with more of the same, without resolving anything. Most people do
not protest, although they reluctantly accept it as they already accept
everything that is imposed: without question!

Four days ago I woke up with very sore throat, a nagging cough, and
spent a terrible night, coughing nonstop. The next morning I rummaged in
the medicine cabinet, trying to find some relief. For several weeks I
was wandering, from pharmacy to pharmacy to buy aspirin. Now the
prescriptions, thankfully, are good for a month and can be filled by any
pharmacy, which was not the case until recently.

In all this my husband went out to buy aspirin from a woman who,
according to confidential information, had some, because she used to
sell medications. He had to pay one peso for each pill, or fifty pesos
for fifty pills. It was take it or leave it. If he left it, I would have
no relief, so he brought me the little treasure, that fit in the palm of
his hand. Normally the envelope with fifty pills, when you can find it
in a pharmacy, costs one peso.

If I had been tied to my work, as I was years ago, I would have had to
work a full week to pay for a packet of aspirin. Lucky me to be an artisan!

Through all of this I have discreetly stayed "underground," because if
the brand new family doctor or a seasoned neighbor discovers me, they
will report me as having dengue fever and send me directly to the old
Quinta Covandoga hospital which has rehabbed a pavilion for those sick
with dengue fever, which more than a health unit, according to some of
the diagnosed patients who have managed to escape, looks like some kind
of sick store, with precarious hygienic conditions and without any kind
of comfort. One of the escapees tells me he had to send for a boy to
bring him a building block, to be able to prop up the fan he had
brought. And that's another thing, you have to bring everything from
sheets, pillow, fan, jars with water, towel, in short everything, the
only thing the hospital provides is the mosquito.

I feel better, and there is no dengue fever in my house, what with
boiled water, honey, lemon and gold plated aspirin.

August 20 2012

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