Showing posts with label IV meds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label IV meds. Show all posts

Thursday, May 31, 2018

Lyme looks like...

Lyme disease awareness

One last thing I really want to draw attention to. I've written it before, it's known to be a fact by anyone who knows anyone with Lyme disease - an not usually before...



Lyme disease is an invisible illness

This does make it difficult to understand - trust me, it makes it difficult to LIVE, never mind understand. 

Do I want someone to say, 
"You look great today!"
... erm, well I thought I wanted it, but I feel like the room is spinning, my head is buzzing, a migraine is threatening, and I took double my anti-nausea meds.... GREAT you say? Really?

Ok, so I want someone to acknowledge how awful I feel.. [usually my mum...]
"You look awful today..."
...AWFUL... I know I feel awful, but do they really need to TELL ME... OUT LOUD?!

It's complicated...


These are all photographs of me taken in the past year:

A couple in bed: bad days, also I think I'm infusing meds in one.

In others I am ready to go out:
I will do something normal.
I will enjoy this.
I will not throw up in the car...

Make up: mask, concealer, eyes painted open

Cap: I've not washed my hair... But isn't my 'feminist' pin cute?

Braid: I've not washed my hair, but I'm still at the dry shampoo stage.

Sunglasses: either you're not seeing the bags under these eyes; or my eyes are not tolerating any bright lights today.

Lipstick: a secret I read in a magazine - bright lips distract attention from anything else! (Seriously... it works, no other makeup required... although maybe sunglasses... and a cap 😉)

Really, when it comes down to it, we don't want to be ill. We don't want to 'look sick'; but we also don't want to be doubted. And no, sorry, I don't know what you're actually supposed to say to a friend. Just be nice. Believe them. And take chocolate. Or herbal tea. 





Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Realities: Lyme treatment

Lyme disease awareness

This year is proving to be a tough one. Treatment is working, but energy levels (& computer tolerance levels... eyes, concentration, headaches) are low.
The 
A few awareness points for 2018...

How many times does anyone really want to hear...
 - get treatment fast
 - wear insect repellent 
 - "TICK CHECK!!"

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Definitely enough times for it to reeeeallllly sink in - because, let's get personal today -  PICC lines are not fun. Neither is Lyme. So let's just reiterate:

-You don't want systemic Lyme disease. Full stop. Just no. You don't even have to consider the PICC line: obviously you don't want a debilitating, poorly understood, difficult to diagnose, impossible to cure (for sure) illness. OBVIOUSLY  that goes without saying.

BUT STILL...

-You don't want a PICC line (personally I've not had any other kind, but really, you don't want *any* kind of line)

So, again:
INSECT REPELLENT! 

IMMEDIATE TREATMENT! 
REMEMBER! 

It's not just a case of suffering through a simple (or guess who got lucky.... complex) PICC insertion (see post from last June) & then zapping some meds into your line every day... there's:

PICC problems

1&2. The inevitable irritable skin from constant dressing changes, skin cleaning/ disinfecting/ sticky sticky itchy dressings... and a tube coming out your arm... vein.

3. The body trying to heal around a hole it doesn't want to have there - because that's it's job, right?! I didn't zoom in too much here (on purpose, you're welcome); but you can see the slight crusting around the edge of the line - it has to be scrubbed away at each dressing change too. And THAT'S fun. 😒

4. Just a reminder from my 'PICC placement pic' - it is not a case of 'hello vein, meet line (tubing?)...... hello heart, meet line' 😊. Sure, most PICC placements are nothing to freak out about... (Hundreds of people have told me. Honest.)... they still involve some 'numbing' shots, some maneuvering through veins, into bigger veins and making sure the line rests exactly close enough to your heart for the meds to get in the right place, and exactly far away enough for it not to 'tickle' your heart. (I'm lucky I didn't experience this, but I'm going to bet 'tickle' is one hell of a euphemism!) 

Then it has to stay there, thankfully with a little wiggle room, as - again - the body should reject foreign objects, so it can push it out entirely, or - in my case, thankfully - just a little wiggle over time (carefully marked by dots, wiggle is also a euphemism; my line: 39cm with 2cm leeway - this IS an exact science).

And really - does that look like a happy arm? It was not!

Then comes expecting the unexpected - because it always seems to happen, randomly!


Life adjustments

1. Creativity required at times. One day I had to take a full bag home for the next day (not frozen, or unmixed):
"Keep. It. Upright."
Umm.... ok. 
Let me remind you:
Left arm has the PICC in it... please remember that's my good arm! No holding that bag up with either arm. Hello car-mirror-IV-hook.

And perfectly chosen socks for that day. 

Actually - it's AMAZING how many things can be fashioned into some kind of IV poles... lamps, curtain rails, coathangers, scarves, brooms...

2. While the body may try to push out PICC lines, scab over them, react angrily to being scrubbed and covered all the time, sometimes it just says, NOPE. NO MORE.

This day, my poor, poor body did not want to give up any blood (did I mention the regular blood draining to check the medications aren't destroying other organs? Another reason you really don't want systemic Lyme /a PICC line/ these awesome meds). Occasionally my line & body work together and give my doctor or nurse 'decent' blood, suitable for testing, out the line,  o needles required. Wonderful days!* There were other days where the blood looked perfectly fine to me - apparently not. Those are needle days.

Then there was this day. On this day, my veins were giving out nothing. The needles were in (SEEEEEE the holes?); but there was no blood. My nurse and I literally stared at the little butterfly needle, clearly in my swollen vein and not a drop of blood came out. Twice. Until, of course, she (kindly) gave up for the day. Then there was blood, and bruises, and ice from the coffee shop...

An unhappy body is another reason not to want a line - your body definitely doesn't want one either!

So... seriously: 



#LymeDiseaseAwareness