More than just a bag lady

Being on azathioprine, influximab and prednisone is helping to control this recent Crohns flare up. But unfortunately they work by wiping out my immune system making me more susceptible to all the bugs doing the rounds. I refuse to stay at home and be held hostage by these meds though- for me they are there to give me my life back, not to make me a prisoner in my own house, so the inevitable has happened and I’ve got a cold.  ‘It’s only a cold’ you might think, but with no immune system to fight it off this cold has made me pretty poorly. Yesterday I couldn’t get out of bed and felt so, so ill. I was coughing and struggling to breathe so I’m pretty sure I’ve got a chest infection too. But I can’t confirm that because apparently even being immunocompromised with a suspected chest infection is not enough to see a GP these days!  I spoke to the receptionist at the GP surgery this morning who told me that all the urgent appointments for today were gone (and this was at 8.25am, aft...

So today I went for my first influximab infusion as an out patient at the day case unit at The Treatment Centre. They needed to cannulate me as it’s given in a drip and didn’t believe me at first when I told them my veins were bad. After 3 nurses spent an hour having 3 attempts each in various places in my hands, arms and feet they then got the doctor.  Even using a paediatric cannula he couldn’t get one in so they called my gastro consultant to ask if they could use my Hickman Line to which the answer was a resounding ’NO’ as it’s too precious. If they didn’t follow the correct sterile procedures I could end up with a line infection and sepsis and back in the hospital and to be honest I would rather them jab me a million times than get sepsis.  So they had to call the anaesthetist to ask him to cannulate me. I had to go to the short stay ward  to see him and it took 2 of them half an hour to get one in. In my wrist! And yes, it hurt. A lot.  Back on the day case uni...