I got injected with radioactive material today. Woo hoo.
I had a bone scan this afternoon to see if the leg pain I've been having for a few months now could be some kind of fracture, cyst, or tumor. All very fun options. But I'm opting for whatever it is, they find out soon and do something about it. I just want God to take away my pain.
I had an appointment at 10:15 this morning. I go in and check in and they take me back to radiology. They get me all set up and lying down and then the machine won't work. The imaging department had just gotten new software for all the machines to start a "digital revolution" in imaging so now all the images are digital and not kept in physical folders. It's all computerized baby. But that of course leaves some more room for error and confusion. I think I was on the bed for about 30-45 minutes while the techs played around with the machine. They couldn't get it past a certain point and even called tech support. This of course put me at ease to see technicians so capable.
But they were trying and finally rescheduled me for another day because the machine wouldn't cooperate. But later that afternoon, Paul the imaging guru got the machine working and called me back. So I got injected with some sort of radioactive substance and watched it gush down my body into my feet on the screen. Neato. And then 3 hours later I went back to take 7 images, each taking 4 minutes, holding my sore foot in the same position. Fun.
(Today's moment to learn: urine is radioactive. Who knew?)
I also got poked by a lovely nurse in the lab who was coughing all the time and making me question her sterility. But finally she stopped coughing before she drew my blood. I was very happy not to have germs coughed all over my veins.
So there you have it. Sore legs, radioactive stuff, and blood work. What a fun day! If none of these tests show anything, I get to have a nerve test that entails putting needles all over my leg and sending electric shocks through them. Now that sounds like even more fun.
1 comment:
Sounds like you are one-upping your sister with medical stories! We are praying that the tech was hinting correctly and there was nothing there. but on the downside, the nerve test does NOT sound fun. The joys of medical technology, but praise God for it!
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