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kjpepperwell, the latter half of today was a wash. :(
had doc appointment with my hematologist at 2:30. This didn't quite jive with PVTA, so I called ahead and said I'd be about fifteen minutes late. Which I was. Of course, her office is usually full and crazy, so I wasn't too phased by the fact that I was waiting around for another half hour before I got to see her, though I was very thankful I'd rescheduled the work appointment I'd had.
Saw the blood doc, talked shop. Yes Virginia, it's official, I am off the rat poison permanently. Asked once again if I needed to do anything regarding keeping an eye on the whole factor v nonsense, and she said other than keep moving around and don't go nuts with the vitamin K not really, just holler if I notice similar shortness/chest pain to my episode last april and come in if there is any unusual pain/swelling in my legs. I mentioned the constantly receding swelling in my legs, she asked to take a look. Poked prodded and frowned at the left ankle for being puffier than the fairly normal looking right one. "I'm gonna send you down to Ultrasound just in case."
Crap. Now really grateful I'd canceled appointment.
So it was 4 when I got finished in there. Radiology couldn't fit me in until 6pm. ARGH. Cause I really you know, wanted to spend extra time at the hospital, you know? Stopped and said hi to Ann and to say I was done with anti-coag - she gave me a hug and said she would miss me. Gonna miss her too, she's been great, and I'm really happy for her that the CDH anti coagulation clinic is really taking off. She's getting a crapton of referrals - there were like 10 people in the brandy-new program when I got on warfarin, she's got like twelve times that now.
Rotted my brain with issues of Time and Newsweek. Got called in around 5:30, woot. Got to lay on a table for 45 minutes with cold goop on my legs while a tech took fun sonar pictures of my veins and took pictures of the waveform the blood makes in my femoral artery when you poke and then release it. Apparently ultrasound machines now have doppler radar in them or something - the tech mentioned it while she was taking pictures. I can has accu-weather forcast?
No blood clots found, just like last time. While I'm glad it ultimately turned out to be nothing, and kinda appreciate the necessity of the test, I'm still kinda sad that I lost the afternoon/evening because of it. Still, when I got home there was delicious roasted chicken, so it wasn't all bad.
I'm still amused that people are still all astounded by how healthy I seem to be despite having major surgery a month ago. (was it really a month already?) While I'm kinda impressed with my Timex like abilities to bounce back rather quickly after horrible things happen to me physically, I'd kinda like to not use them so much, kthx. My luck's been super good so far, I just want it to run out later rather than sooner, lol. Still, as I find out more and more about what actually went so fuckbazoink in there... yeeesh. This one was close, guys. Way too fucking close. *wibble*
And now... back to bed.
had doc appointment with my hematologist at 2:30. This didn't quite jive with PVTA, so I called ahead and said I'd be about fifteen minutes late. Which I was. Of course, her office is usually full and crazy, so I wasn't too phased by the fact that I was waiting around for another half hour before I got to see her, though I was very thankful I'd rescheduled the work appointment I'd had.
Saw the blood doc, talked shop. Yes Virginia, it's official, I am off the rat poison permanently. Asked once again if I needed to do anything regarding keeping an eye on the whole factor v nonsense, and she said other than keep moving around and don't go nuts with the vitamin K not really, just holler if I notice similar shortness/chest pain to my episode last april and come in if there is any unusual pain/swelling in my legs. I mentioned the constantly receding swelling in my legs, she asked to take a look. Poked prodded and frowned at the left ankle for being puffier than the fairly normal looking right one. "I'm gonna send you down to Ultrasound just in case."
Crap. Now really grateful I'd canceled appointment.
So it was 4 when I got finished in there. Radiology couldn't fit me in until 6pm. ARGH. Cause I really you know, wanted to spend extra time at the hospital, you know? Stopped and said hi to Ann and to say I was done with anti-coag - she gave me a hug and said she would miss me. Gonna miss her too, she's been great, and I'm really happy for her that the CDH anti coagulation clinic is really taking off. She's getting a crapton of referrals - there were like 10 people in the brandy-new program when I got on warfarin, she's got like twelve times that now.
Rotted my brain with issues of Time and Newsweek. Got called in around 5:30, woot. Got to lay on a table for 45 minutes with cold goop on my legs while a tech took fun sonar pictures of my veins and took pictures of the waveform the blood makes in my femoral artery when you poke and then release it. Apparently ultrasound machines now have doppler radar in them or something - the tech mentioned it while she was taking pictures. I can has accu-weather forcast?
No blood clots found, just like last time. While I'm glad it ultimately turned out to be nothing, and kinda appreciate the necessity of the test, I'm still kinda sad that I lost the afternoon/evening because of it. Still, when I got home there was delicious roasted chicken, so it wasn't all bad.
I'm still amused that people are still all astounded by how healthy I seem to be despite having major surgery a month ago. (was it really a month already?) While I'm kinda impressed with my Timex like abilities to bounce back rather quickly after horrible things happen to me physically, I'd kinda like to not use them so much, kthx. My luck's been super good so far, I just want it to run out later rather than sooner, lol. Still, as I find out more and more about what actually went so fuckbazoink in there... yeeesh. This one was close, guys. Way too fucking close. *wibble*
And now... back to bed.
