So i had been in for a few days and all was ok , some woman was sharing my room with me by now but she was plesant enough although i didnt think it was right asking what was up with her.
The tests i has so far were lots of blood tests (i was starting to look like a junkie with all the marks on my arms lol) at one point the guy had to take a pint of blood and said he had never had to take so much from one person (boy didnt i feel special and lucky)
I had to have an MRI which omg was soooooo boring !!!!! laying in what can only be described as a giant washing machine that makes loud buzzing noises whilst wearing a very sexy pair of builder type headphones and a dodgy hospital gown (boy was i a catch at this point) although it did get to a point where i was thinking the buzzing would make a great bassline for a dance tune
40 minutes later and i was done although i would have to have another on my head and neck as because my spine and neck was so badly curved i couldnt lay flat to have it all done in one go (you could imagine my joy of having to lay in that thing again if i was abled to walk properly i would of done a little jig through sheer delight at the thought)
Then i had the DEXA scan which is kinda like an Xray but looks at your bone density that was ok and fairly quick
Chest Xray as my bloods were inflamed so they thought i had some sort of infection
The second MRI on my head , now that was interesting as i had to have all these different attatchments on my head i felt like a lego man or some sort of play dough machine , i was hoping this one would be more interesting (i mean what was i expecting a film whilst laying in there ? popcorn maybe ? ) it wasnt as long as the first one this one was only about 30 minutes (and to think i could of watched a whole episode of eastenders in that time)
Then there was the one i was dreading the one that scared me more than giving birth to a 30 pound baby ...................... the lumber puncture (which is basically inserting a needle through your back into the spinal cord to draw fluid out)
When they told me i would have to have one i felt physically sick , i cried like a baby a few times at the thought of it
So im laying there on the bed facing the wall whilst rich and the specialists sit and talk about bloody football , im shaking like a leaf and crying you know the silent type tears as i didnt want anyone to know with rich holding my hand but not being abled to see my face
The specialists start injecting my back to numb it , it stung a bit but after it was actually so nice after nearly 7 years to not feel pain and a bruised sensation in the bottom of my back
I started feeling something funny and asked if it was them putting the needle in they said no they were still numbing it and then the next thing i knew they had told me they finished ......................... WHAT ???? i lost sleep and had kittens near enough over that ???? I DIDNT FEEL A THING !!!! i swear i could of kissed the guy that done it for not hurting me , he even showed me the fluid it was crystal clear like water
I had to be wheeled back to my normal spot as i wasnt allowed to stand for an hour due to possible migraines and stuff
so that was that .........
As well as all the tests i was having to have daily jabs in my stomach to keep the blood thin to stop blood clots and stuff and also my B12 jabs as i was B12 deficant
By this point i was on the main ward bit which was ok not as nice as being in the other room but hey it wasnt like it was a hotel and i could pick and choose
There was one woman opposite me bless her she was in a bad way having to be fed by nurses and could barely talk except for at night when she would wake you to say she could see dead people and some bloke called graham was at the end of her bed , she used to have proper conversations with him and all sorts , was a tad un nerving but she was happy about it , then there was the lady next to me thinking she was an air fighter pilot but she didnt like the grass ?? not sure what that was all about and to be honest im thinking at this point i must be on a ward for mental patients , i then learn its people who have brain problems so it didnt seem so amusing after and i was starting to panic thinking there has to be something wrong with my brain then for me to be here , tumors or something , you know how the mind goes on overdrive ?? well mine was going like a ferrari on speed at this point.
Tuesday, 4 May 2010
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