Take one "thin boned" girl, mix with a first night out in months, add friends, shake in a drop of a hug and CRACK, crunch, pop. no heat or boiling required. result: 4-5 more fractures, acute pain levels, swelling and bruising on ribs and palid complexion, no sleep, exhaustion and fuzzy head from monumental drug levels.
I had my doc appointment on Monday with Dr Amy Banks, my new favourite doctor. Shes fab and its such a relief to have one that actually calls and pays attention and checks everything 5 times over. shes aso sending me to a professor fogleman who is the leading and global authority apparently on osteoporosis and he wants to see me in his metabolic bone clinic - so good news there.....Then yesterday morning was a specialist appointment in the Royal Free with Dr Beynon. So to even get there, my dad chaufeured me there, taking the nasty and selfishly large islington speed bumps at majorly slow pace due to every muscle in my body going into high alert every time one approached, and for anyone who knows islington it has to be one of the worst boroughs for them and Im sure most are illegally high too, but thats a rant for another day from disgruntled of islington! so, ice packed up so that i could effectively freeze the pain in order to move - my new trick at getting up or doing anything - I got to the hospital. It was suggested that I should have realised that with 'thin bones' hugging was out of the question. That totally got my goat! I mean Im not ancient and in a home - Im young, want some attention and a bit of physical contact, I cant stick myself in a zorb and roll about for the rest of my life, fun as it might be for 5 mins, but dont all of us want a cuddle or a hug or someone to hold us occasionally?! so I burst in to tears in self pity and moaned about the fact that I felt so limited and surely this shouldnt be the life i have to live now. For the first time he told me that he thought that the condition might be reversible to the point of me getting a bit stronger, and it be more manageable......but still not curable. so I guess thats a start. its just a very long slow process of healing and Im back to scratch with the pain and healing again!
He sent me for more blood test and I now have 5 marks in my arm from the gallons they took out of me for the arm length list of things to test........and then he ordered an ultrasound, a bone density scan and complete rest. Now this is where the hospital was mentioned. My parents are both suffering their own ills and mum is off to a specialist herself for a crumbling disc in her spine, dad recovering from prostate cancer and very tired so its just not practical, much as they want to, for them to become my full time carers. we are all a bunch of crocks! so not being able to practically even make myself a cup of tea without extreme effort and agony, it was agreed that my bupa inpatients could be a solution. the tests can be done while Im here, I get company, and also I have a range of buttons and bells now to ring to enable me to get out of bed, drug relief, sleeping pills and all the other potions they ahve me on!
so Im on 100mg tramadol, 1000mg paracetamol, 250mg naproxen, 60mg codeine - in short Im off my head! Im a bit wobbly on my feet, brain is a bit slow, and typing is interesting I must say (so please forgive typos) concentration is non existent.
Ihave a team of helpers. 2 doctors, Litoo my cleaner, angela my nurse, and 3 other nurses last night that im afraid im too spaced out to remember all their names. they are all lovely and very patient wiht me! and lunch has just arrived.......moule, grilled skate and a salad......yum.
.....and to everyones great amusement and i really cant figure this one out.....Im in room 69 and everyone thinks thats hilarious! ;-0
