Before I get on to the events of the other Saturday I will return to my post (Send for a plumber) which was about what I said was my fourth visit to A&E. It was in fact my fifth trip to A&E – I had forgotten about my second visit. (The first was when I thought I had broken my ankle, the third was when I ran a temperature when on chemotherapy and the fourth was when my platelets went missing.)
The missing second visit was when we were rescuers for our local wildlife hospital. We got all the bigger (and in some cases messier) animals – swans, foxes, badgers and deer. This time it was one of the smaller deer, a muntjac, which had been hit by a car and was concussed. It was spotted by another driver who was able to pick it up and put it in the front footwell of their car. I was told that it was very docile. However when I opened the car door and went to grab an antler (always my first move with a male muntjac) he immediately leapt up and bounced around the car, onto the parcel shelf, into me and on to the parcel shelf. My face felt wet and I realised that I had a couple of cuts. I shut the door and stepped back. After liberal application of elastoplast I returned with a large net which I put over him before grabbing his antlers and picking him up. I put him in a deer shaped box and took him back to the hospital. By the next day he had recovered well enough to be released. Meanwhile I headed off to A&E where I was patched up with stitches on my cheek and above my eye. It could have been much worse. The rather noticeable gauze and tape covering much of my face caused a number of comments at work the next day.
The other day I was looking at a letter from my consultant that started “I saw this 71 year old gentleman . . .” and thought I wonder who he is talking about. Anyway it looks as if I am going to add another “-ology” to my list of consultants. A week or so ago I went to Ward 12C (Urology) to be TWOC’d. It is in the hospital’s newer building built on what used to be Wycombe Wanderers football ground (they have gone off to the end of an industrial estate at the edge of town). I was shown into a day room with a balcony overlooking, well, a sort of triangular courtyard and walls with spikes on to keep the pigeons off. Unlike previous hospital visits I didn’t get weighed or measured or checked to see that I still had a pulse.
Continue reading “TWOC’d and Sky-boshed”
Some people just don’t understand. If you have a dog on a long lead it can be ten foot in front of you or ten foot behind you or even ten foot to the side of you. Its limit is a circle with you at the centre.
I was out with our dog and a woman was walking along the road on the other side with a dog on an extendable lead. Now if you have any sense you lock it in its shortest position when you are walking along the road but I could see that the dog was some way in front of her and able to go to the full length of the lead. When it saw us it immediately ran across the road towards us. Fortunately there were no cars around otherwise it would have been a splatted dog (and probably a rather upset car driver)! The comment from the dog owner was “That is the trouble with these things” as if she had no ability to keep her dog on a short lead when on a road and had forgotten that she was responsible for her dog’s safety. My reaction was “Stupid person” (well actually “Stupid woman” but that is a phrase than can get you into trouble). Continue reading “Misunderstandings”
This cartoon was posted on Facebook by a friend yesterday which seemed entirely appropriate!
Spooky or what?
Yes you guessed it – I had an urology appointment. This appointment had been organised before I had the trip to A&E described in Send for a plumber. Of course the problem that made me make that trip was the opposite of the one in the cartoon. So since then I have been living with a catheter and waiting for this urology appointment. Continue reading “Where did I go yesterday?”
Last week I had my fifth visit to A&E. My first was 20 or so years ago when I thought I had twisted my ankle. Initially I didn’t do anything about it but when it continued to be painful and my foot was pretty shades of blue and yellow I went along to A&E and said “I think I have broken my ankle“. They looked at it, said “Yes you probably have” and sent me on my way – it was too late for any intervention and taking an x-ray would have been a waste of time. My third visit two years ago is documented in Beetroot is not my colour and my fourth in A new word.
Now for my fifth visit. Continue reading “Send for a plumber”
In the past I have mentioned my hypothetical three-legged stool – the three key numbers that I need to keep an eye on. Well two of the three are heading in the right direction and one is drifting a little in the wrong direction. My platelets (the tiny blood cells that help stop bleeding) have been counted. They are at 150 compared to the 10 they had dropped to two years ago, and are knocking on the door of being normal (150+). Great. The next leg, my HbA1c figure (I will explain later) was the lowest it has been for about four years at 46mmol/mol. When I went to the doctors with a cough and came out with diabetes my HbA1c reading was 67. Since then it has been running at an acceptable 45-49 until it went up to the high 60’s when I was on steroids whilst my platelets were being encouraged to climb out of the ditch. So far so good. Continue reading “My three-legged stool 18 months on”
Blood Tests This month I had oncology and haematology appointments only a week apart so I thought it silly to go for two separate blood tests. Off I went to the surgery with two blood test forms and found that the phlebotomist also had one form (from my GP) so she had the challenge of seeing how they differed and whether she could combine them and avoid taking too many gallons of my red stuff. After all, they all wanted a FBC, LFT and U&E (that’s a Full Blood Count, Liver Function Test and Urea and Electrolytes). In addition Oncology, not surprisingly, wanted a PSA figure (I would be worried if they hadn’t asked for that) and my GP wanted a couple of other things. Continue reading “Is there a trend?”
Ten years ago I was invited to give a talk at one of the monthly socials run by the Amersham & Chesham branch of the MS Society. Since then I have been asked back half a dozen times and fortunately I have found half a dozen other topics to talk about. Therefore when I spotted an Article by BBC reporter Caroline Wyatt titled How I’m feeling after my MS ‘body reboot’ I thought I would read it.
It is a well written (as you would expect) and thought provoking piece. Continue reading “Faster diagnosis?”