gennepher
Master
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- Type of diabetes
- Type 2
- Treatment type
- Tablets (oral)
Fbg 7.1
Long day yesterday. Drop dead tired when got in, but too tired to sleep. I went for my shingles injection late afternoon.
I am watching as the nurse is banging the container on the counter to mix the powder and the solution together. My anxiety levels are rising. I don't like injections. If you whip the needle out and stab my arm I am fine. But to watch the nurse spend 5 minutes mixing the solution before she puts it together with the needle is not good. I have just got to make sure it is mixed properly she said.
So my brain is asking me what happens when she doesn't mix it properly?
Just a little scratch she says and you will feel a little discomfort.
I didn't feel the scratch at all, but instantly my upper arm is feeling like it is swelling to bursting point. My brain is saying to me that is what happens when she doesn't mix it properly.
I tell her my arm feels like it is going to explode. It's only a little discomfort she says. But it really really hurts I say.
Now you go in the waiting room and if you feel any symptoms in the next 20 minutes then come back and tell me she says. But I'm telling you a symptom now I say, my arm feels like a balloon that is being blown up and is going to burst, and my arm is hanging down and I can't move it.
That is just the little discomfort she replied, go and sit in the waiting room and come back if you feel any symptoms.
In the waiting room I am wishing I had refused this shingles injection. My brain is in full flow giving me negative comments. If I was a child I would have burst into tears. But I am a cantankerous old biddy, so I sit stoically.
Finally the pressure in my upper arm eases off and I can move my arm again. It is still painful. At least I should be able to drive the car home. But I go to the fish and chip shop which is almost next door first, and have fish and a savoury cake (s*d the blood glucose levels).
This morning my arm is still painful especially when I move or lift it. But I can use it and grip, gripping or holding doesn't cause pain. I have a day of appointments again. I would love to stay in bed today under my electric blanket, but I can't
Roll on Friday where I can stay in bed, and we are promised sun!
Take care
>^••^<
PS
I am going to try the sock theory which is being expounded above. I shall shut my eyes, plunge hand in the sock drawer and pull out two at random. I just hope I pick out a left sock and a right sock....
Long day yesterday. Drop dead tired when got in, but too tired to sleep. I went for my shingles injection late afternoon.
I am watching as the nurse is banging the container on the counter to mix the powder and the solution together. My anxiety levels are rising. I don't like injections. If you whip the needle out and stab my arm I am fine. But to watch the nurse spend 5 minutes mixing the solution before she puts it together with the needle is not good. I have just got to make sure it is mixed properly she said.
So my brain is asking me what happens when she doesn't mix it properly?
Just a little scratch she says and you will feel a little discomfort.
I didn't feel the scratch at all, but instantly my upper arm is feeling like it is swelling to bursting point. My brain is saying to me that is what happens when she doesn't mix it properly.
I tell her my arm feels like it is going to explode. It's only a little discomfort she says. But it really really hurts I say.
Now you go in the waiting room and if you feel any symptoms in the next 20 minutes then come back and tell me she says. But I'm telling you a symptom now I say, my arm feels like a balloon that is being blown up and is going to burst, and my arm is hanging down and I can't move it.
That is just the little discomfort she replied, go and sit in the waiting room and come back if you feel any symptoms.
In the waiting room I am wishing I had refused this shingles injection. My brain is in full flow giving me negative comments. If I was a child I would have burst into tears. But I am a cantankerous old biddy, so I sit stoically.
Finally the pressure in my upper arm eases off and I can move my arm again. It is still painful. At least I should be able to drive the car home. But I go to the fish and chip shop which is almost next door first, and have fish and a savoury cake (s*d the blood glucose levels).
This morning my arm is still painful especially when I move or lift it. But I can use it and grip, gripping or holding doesn't cause pain. I have a day of appointments again. I would love to stay in bed today under my electric blanket, but I can't
Roll on Friday where I can stay in bed, and we are promised sun!
Take care
>^••^<
PS
I am going to try the sock theory which is being expounded above. I shall shut my eyes, plunge hand in the sock drawer and pull out two at random. I just hope I pick out a left sock and a right sock....
