Foot-related medical stuff

[cjsmith]

Feet:

Called the NY doctor to plan trip.
He said he wanted me there for two weeks.
I said AAAAACK!
He said oh okaaaayy, get these three tests done locally, and then we'll make plan B.

So I have an appointment with my GP on Monday, and I have a prescription mailed from New York for these tests. I am scared to think what they will all cost.

Other, also mostly feet:

I switched gynecologists because mine closed his practice.
My new doc wanted a glucose tolerance test, with several other tests thrown in.

She also wants me tested for Lyme Disease, which I will go do as soon as either of my arms heals up. Lyme can attack joints and show nothing on an MRI. Lyme is also one of those lifelong diseases: once you've got it, you're forever waiting for the next flareup. Lyme is best treated immediately. Me, if I do have it I've had it for seventeen years. Not much hope there. I'm torn between hoping I don't have it, because goodness knows I don't need another lifelong health problem, and hoping I do, because if my foot problems are Lyme then what I have is something doctors have heard of. That alone would have immense value.

She also gave me injectable B-vitamin supplements. I am getting better about needles, really I am. I didn't get woozy at all during the glucose tolerance test. I even know how to do subcutaneous injections. I've done them for years on my cat. I know how to prepare the syringe. I have alcohol swabs. So I sat there looking at the needle in one hand and the fold of my own skin in the other... and stayed that way for about twenty minutes before I gave up. It's just not going to happen. I think I will ask a diabetic coworker and see if she's willing to be on the other end of the syringe for my first one. :-( [edit: She was. It went fine. I am so grateful!]

Comments

[allanh.livejournal.com]

It wasn't nearly as hard for me to inject myself as it was one of the tortoises.

Pretend you're a cat; the injection will be easier. :)

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Man, I can "shoot" the cat any day. O'course, the first time was much more difficult than it is now! And it helps that she truly doesn't seem to mind. Heck, she comes trotting into the kitchen when I open the fridge (where her insulin is stored). But ME? Yiiiiiiiikes.

I'm sure I'll get used to it. By the time I run out of this stuff, I'll be an old pro at it. Right now, though... :-(

[allanh.livejournal.com]

You're welcome to bring a syringe and pop over tonight and we can shoot up together. Moral support in groups, etc.

This offer only good for five more weeks.

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Hee! My coworker just shot me, so I'm good until tomorrow morning. You do Friday nights, not Saturday mornings? Somehow I always thought it was first thing Saturday.

Honestly, the sensation was so minimal that now I think I'll probably be good to go on my own... but if not, Rob is going to get awfully tired of me pestering him for my morning B sting.

[allanh.livejournal.com]

Pity. I rather liked the image of us "going shooting" together.

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

You could come over when I'm "insulating" the cat. :-) This sort of thing really lends itself to goofy wording, doesn't it?