I thought the day was gonna be easy-peasy because it started so positive. The woman at lab check in struck up a convo about church with me. She had visited ours before. The lab gal had my blood drawn quickly with just 2 pokes (2 because the first vein shut down after a few drops of blood).
We were soooo quick at the hospital we didn't even have to pay parking!;)
The day was lookin' good.
We had a few hours to kill so we enjoyed the local activities (code for mall), then headed back for my imaging. I was ready. I had drank over 100 oz of water by 1pm. Yep, pretty much I floated in the door.
The nurse who successfully stuck my vein last time was waiting for me. But, apparently my veins are like wet noodles and just roll around when trying to stick them with a needle larger than a butterfly needle (which is what they use for children). 8 sticks later, and digs too, I should add, she gave up. I was spent and a bit sore.
I did have the Petscan, which requires radiation fluid to be injected, in which case the butterfly did the trick. My CT Scan, though, would have to wait, because this requires a larger gage needle for the contrast solution to be pushed thru, so the vein doesn't give out I guess. My veins just weren't having it. I'll have to go back in a few weeks. At that time I'll head to the chemo lab where I'm hoping to have Dan, my hero chemo nurse from not-so-long-ago, stick those stinkin' noodles. Maybe I'll bring him chopsticks to use.