Today in Doom

[drpaisley]

The PICC line has been inserted, and antibioticals have been infused into my body. I didn't get the once a day pressurized bulb from last time, because it's much more expensive. Instead I have to run a syringe of saline through the line, then a syringe of antibiotics (Ancef, the label says), which has to be slowly injected over a five minute period (much better than the 15-20 minute requirement which has only recently been changed, according to my infusion nurse), then another saline, then heparin, three times a day, at least 7 hours apart.

I left the facility with a big bag o' drugs, and after some failed attempts at Xmas shopping, I got home, and went to put everything into the fridge, when I discovered I had been given a double set of heparin, but no saline. I have a call in to the nurse. I expect it will be dealt with tomorrow.

And then Dragonet texts me to say our insurance co has been trying to get a hold of me, and gives me a number and a PIN. I call, full of trepidation, to discover it's a fucking survey. Good timing, after you've spent several days telling me I can't have the treatment my doctor says I need.

So, off to bed, and work in the morning. Toe of Doom™ II is doing pretty well, though not undergoing a miracle cure. Yet.

Comments

[kalimeg.livejournal.com]

Heparin? As in "Makes you bleed easier"? That is a nutty thing to inject before toecapitation. Usually they make you QUIT that stuff. Are these guys tree surgeons or something?

[drpaisley.livejournal.com]

Given I have just had a chunk of plastic tubing shoved into a major vein and run through that to just short of my heart, the docs would prefer clots not form on it, and then decide to take a tour. Thus, heparin.

[kalimeg.livejournal.com]

Oh Paisley, the indignity of it all! I suppose that this no-fun stuff goes on to the crack of the new year. Sorry babe.