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Aug. 1st, 2010 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taleyaEnded up in the ER this morning. Despite having "flushed all the methotrexate" from my system on Friday, mucositis has been getting worse day by day to the point where my lips alone now have no less than a dozen ulcers (I counted) and I have one either side of my tongue....right on the fucking salivary glands. And one at the front right on that anchoring thingie who's name I can't recall. And in my throat. And my sinuses. And the side of my tongue (which is the one that shits me the most). And my ears. Oh, and I also started pissing blood, which is what prompted the trip to the ER.
Apparently was dehydrated as fuck, and for some ungodly reason they did a pregnancy test despite knowing I'd just finished my third bout of fucking chemotherapy. They also wanted to keep me there. Fuck no. No. FUCK NO. We fled. But with a script for painkillers and shit that ended up meaning we ran all over the fucking planet to find a pharmacy that had the lignocaine because despite having a 24/7 emergency room that prescribes shit, Monash's pharmacy closes at two on a Sunday.
Fuckers.
Also for some reason they decided they couldn't use the PICC line in my arm. Oh no no no. They had to punch a whole new TWO holes in my other arm. Because the first time the nurse didn't anchor the fucking cannula, so when he tried to draw out blood, he pulled back on the syringe, the cannula, and yanked the entire fucking thing out of my arm. Twat.
AND they made me miss the anarchy post. I'd spent hours carefully selecting batshit images from my vast batshit image drive. *sulks*
Enough whining. Have some funny.
Apparently was dehydrated as fuck, and for some ungodly reason they did a pregnancy test despite knowing I'd just finished my third bout of fucking chemotherapy. They also wanted to keep me there. Fuck no. No. FUCK NO. We fled. But with a script for painkillers and shit that ended up meaning we ran all over the fucking planet to find a pharmacy that had the lignocaine because despite having a 24/7 emergency room that prescribes shit, Monash's pharmacy closes at two on a Sunday.
Fuckers.
Also for some reason they decided they couldn't use the PICC line in my arm. Oh no no no. They had to punch a whole new TWO holes in my other arm. Because the first time the nurse didn't anchor the fucking cannula, so when he tried to draw out blood, he pulled back on the syringe, the cannula, and yanked the entire fucking thing out of my arm. Twat.
AND they made me miss the anarchy post. I'd spent hours carefully selecting batshit images from my vast batshit image drive. *sulks*
Enough whining. Have some funny.
