First: Eye updates:
1. Have found a “dial a ride” service which I’m eligible for, five pounds subscription and book in advance. So that’s terrific. Can’t take me to Dad’s but can take me to hospital. Can’t very well sneakily drive to the hospital and then get my parking validated in the eye department…
2. Rang the doctor and asked him what was happening about the blood tests. Receptionist said letter hadn’t arrived but she’d look into it. Doctor rang about half an hour later (!) and said “no, haven’t had that letter, but let’s take some blood tests anyway.” Then he rang back and letter mysteriously has appeared. Arranged for blood tests tomorrow morning. Am SOOOO not looking forward to those, as I have entirely hidden veins and I’ve had (and I’m not kidding you) nine different nurses attempting to find one vein at one point. I had a nightmare year a few years back where I had a temperature going up and down for months, and they couldn’t track it down. I had months of blood tests and I began to dread them as nurse after nurse after doctor played pin the needle on the Erastes. Slapping and tourniqueting, and tut-tutting.
Nurses you see, and most doctors, ignore any input from the patient. I had learned (because mother had the same problem) that a babies needle used in the foot was the best and easiest way. But DO THEY LISTEN? Do they buffalo. “Oh you don’t want me sticking a needle in the foot, dear” they said, patronisingly, “it would be very painful. All I can do is look at the veritable pin cushion and black and blue of my poor arms and wonder if they know what painful really means. I was amazed in fact when the nurse in hospital 2 weeks ago got the Kanula in within three attempts. That was in my hand – perhaps I’ll suggest that to the nurse tomorrow.
Second Ely Update:
I have bought a ton of free stuff from Vistaprint over the last week: postcards, keyrings, a BANNER! A bumper sticker and lots of other goodies. My GRANNY TROLLEY arrived today, too. I’m dying to open the packet and play with it. Whoever comes to the meetup (DO PLEASE COME we’ve still got 20 or so places free) will not go away empty handed.




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Date: 2010-08-09 01:38 pm (UTC)One time I had to give a blood sample and nobody at my GP's surgery could get it. Not even out of my hand, not for want of trying - which really hurt. They eventually sent me to the heomophilia clinic at the hospital! Of course just to complicate things I was on crutches becasue of a sprained ankle at the time. I had to keep explaining no, I'm not here for anything to do with the ankle, the crutches are irrelevant, please disregard the crutches! Except, let me sit down now, please!
Life just makes sport of us sometimes, doesn't it?
If I ever need an IV, I'm screwed.
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Date: 2010-08-09 02:06 pm (UTC)The last time (IV) the nurse insisted that "they" didn't like IV's in the hand. I in turn insisted that one of "them" come and talk with me.
Stick to your guns, honey.
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Date: 2010-08-09 03:35 pm (UTC)Yay, granny trolley! Will you fit a Nerf gatling gun?
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Date: 2010-08-09 03:58 pm (UTC)I went out and booked the pizza place today. So other than nibbles, it's all under control :)
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Date: 2010-08-09 04:06 pm (UTC)I wish I was staying for pizza, but if I leave at 5 I won't be getting home till 8 as it is. :(
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Date: 2010-08-09 04:27 pm (UTC)I remember when my daughter had heart surgery as a baby - she was like the human pincushion. It took an extra hour or so at the end of surgery for them to manage to get all the lines in as she has hidden veins too. And yes, every time she goes for a blood test I have to tell them again that they'll find it very difficult if they insist on trying to find one in her arm...
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Date: 2010-08-09 06:23 pm (UTC)When I asked her (with some irritation) why she'd tried the area that I'd told her would not work, she said that some people claimed that their veins had collapsed when in fact they were fine, just hypersensitive. Hypersensitive apparently translates to "hurts a hell of a lot, but easy to get blood out of." Gotta say, I don't think much of that theory.
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Date: 2010-08-09 08:13 pm (UTC)If you get a decent doc or nurse, you might ask for a note to explain to the next one that no, you are not a ninny, you know your body better than they do. Or make a deal... if they can get it first try, fine, otherwise -- go for the ankle!
A nurse friend once told me they try to stay away from ankle veins so they'll have something in case of a life-or-death situation, so that may be part of the problem.
I'm glad you found a ride. Much better than cops and paramedics dragging you out of a ditch because you were too determined to be intrepid.