Rheumatological Expedition
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Friday was, as to be expected, a mostly horrible morning. I spent 9am to 2pm at RPAH Medical Centre, between having the bone scan and seeing the Rheumatologist.
The bone scan involved being injected with radioactive dye, and then going away for a while, and returning to have a CT-like scan done of the whole body. Now, when I got there first thing, it was quite a pleasant experience. The machine was small, the thing you lie on was almost comfortable, there was some suitable music playing in the room... I almost had a good time. Even with the injection, it was the least unpleasant of the tests I've had to date. Or I thought it was. But, first, the appointment with the Rheumatologist two floors up filled in some time.
I'm going to call the Rheumatologist Dr Do, because it rhymes with their name, and they seem to want to do something.
Basically, Dr Do had me strip to my underwear and then felt me up. Yeah ;) Dr Do is reserved their opinion on what it could be for the time being, suggested some medication and is supplying me with free samples, and has sent me off for an MRI and more blood tests. When I went to pay, it was classed as a "Complicated First Visit", so I was chuffed that it was complicated.
Dr Do also said something wonderful, superb, and marvelous. Dr Do said NOT TO GO TO A PAIN CLINIC FOR NOW. Take that, Dr Worried. My friends who weren't "experts", my own feeling that it would be a waste of time, all of this meant nothing to you, but maybe if another Dr says it you'll pay attention. Bitch.
After Dr Do, I had about 20 minutes to fill in, so I called Dan and Kate, then went back, hopeful, for the second part of the bone scan.
The music had been turned off. My legs were strapped together, the bed was uncomfortable, and the machine was lowered to 5 mill. off my face. It sat there for 5 minutes. Then, slowly, it worked its way along my body, until, at last, I could see the ceiling again. Several other tests of a similar fashion, involving lying at odd angles for lengths of time, ensued over the next 2 hours.
I came out at 2pm, exhausted, and then had to dash off to uni for my 3pm meeting with my supervisor that refused to end when he kept questioning my logic. Sigh.
I had a lovely night with Dan, though, involving the Queer Open Mic at uni, then mass, before home to lounge around for a while, before getting up, finding out Dan's stall was cancelled, returning to bed for another 90 minutes, helping Kez finish moving house for a while, then back to Dan's for another few hours. A lovely, if slightly interrupted, monthiversary time :)
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Friday was, as to be expected, a mostly horrible morning. I spent 9am to 2pm at RPAH Medical Centre, between having the bone scan and seeing the Rheumatologist.
The bone scan involved being injected with radioactive dye, and then going away for a while, and returning to have a CT-like scan done of the whole body. Now, when I got there first thing, it was quite a pleasant experience. The machine was small, the thing you lie on was almost comfortable, there was some suitable music playing in the room... I almost had a good time. Even with the injection, it was the least unpleasant of the tests I've had to date. Or I thought it was. But, first, the appointment with the Rheumatologist two floors up filled in some time.
I'm going to call the Rheumatologist Dr Do, because it rhymes with their name, and they seem to want to do something.
Basically, Dr Do had me strip to my underwear and then felt me up. Yeah ;) Dr Do is reserved their opinion on what it could be for the time being, suggested some medication and is supplying me with free samples, and has sent me off for an MRI and more blood tests. When I went to pay, it was classed as a "Complicated First Visit", so I was chuffed that it was complicated.
Dr Do also said something wonderful, superb, and marvelous. Dr Do said NOT TO GO TO A PAIN CLINIC FOR NOW. Take that, Dr Worried. My friends who weren't "experts", my own feeling that it would be a waste of time, all of this meant nothing to you, but maybe if another Dr says it you'll pay attention. Bitch.
After Dr Do, I had about 20 minutes to fill in, so I called Dan and Kate, then went back, hopeful, for the second part of the bone scan.
The music had been turned off. My legs were strapped together, the bed was uncomfortable, and the machine was lowered to 5 mill. off my face. It sat there for 5 minutes. Then, slowly, it worked its way along my body, until, at last, I could see the ceiling again. Several other tests of a similar fashion, involving lying at odd angles for lengths of time, ensued over the next 2 hours.
I came out at 2pm, exhausted, and then had to dash off to uni for my 3pm meeting with my supervisor that refused to end when he kept questioning my logic. Sigh.
I had a lovely night with Dan, though, involving the Queer Open Mic at uni, then mass, before home to lounge around for a while, before getting up, finding out Dan's stall was cancelled, returning to bed for another 90 minutes, helping Kez finish moving house for a while, then back to Dan's for another few hours. A lovely, if slightly interrupted, monthiversary time :)