Khun Ood is homeless. A bench on a wooden bridge over Khlong Toei’s market is where he lives. Over the past 15 years, he has been treated two times for TB already. BE Health met him at the beginning of his third treatment.
“I felt so ill, I was in agony throughout my whole body. I wanted to die. I put a rope around my neck and waited to make the final decision under a tree when a sudden breeze reminded me of my father. It made me realise that it had taken my father a long time to raise me. This thought changed my mind. I went to the doctor and, during the first two months of my treatment, I received daily injections and pills. Because of the daily shots, I couldn’t sit on my bicycle any more and had to walk five kilometres to and from the Healthcare Centre. Walking made me breathless and I had to pause many times. I had no choice other than to keep up with my medication because I didn’t want to spread my illness to my neighbours. So I told myself that receiving TB treatment was easy. Just go ahead! I believe that living is easy, but it’s the thinking which makes it difficult.”