And another visit to the doctor…
During the week I had a blood test. I told the doctor my iron level was low because I don’t store iron, so I have to take iron tablets to keep the level up. But he wanted to do a blood test to make sure.
Friday I got a text message from the centre asking me to make a ‘non-urgent’ appointment within 3 weeks. (The 3 week time limit makes it sound a bit urgent though).
I know it is low iron because I have this regularly, and I stopped taking the iron before the operation and hadn’t started them again, but I have now.
I had a test when I worked in the hospital, (the benefit of working on the haematology ward). I got in to see the top doctor in that field in the hospital and when the results came back they were not encouraging.
I asked the ward boss what a good iron level should be and he said between 120 and 130. He looked at my results and swore. I managed 3.2.
I’m fairly sure the blood test was just for iron, so I have made an appointment to see him and verify my personal diagnosis. As I have managed to drop below 5 a few times already, I have a very good idea what the problem is.
Apart from that everything is fine. I have got over all the expected problems associated with the operation and I just have a regular meeting with the nurse to discuss what is happening (yes, another blood test).
Now, the dogs are fine. Swagger has been scratching a lot, so he and Lucifer had a shower. First with oatmeal shampoo to soothe the skin, then with a flea shampoo in case they had fleas, and once they were dry, they got a Bob Martin flea spray.
He was still scratching, so I have started him on antihistamine tablets, they seem to be working as they get into his system.
Evie went visiting once, then next visiting day, as I was getting collars out, Evie went to bed, she was NOT going visiting.
Sadly both nursing homes had residents I visited pass away. This is something many people can’t cope with. You visit people and sort of build up a relationship, and then they are gone. I am lucky I worked on the cancer ward (proper name; Haematology/Oncology ward), so people passing away was a regular thing, and sadly, you get used to it.
Now, some advice for people that think they could cope with that. Some dogs DON’T like visiting, so if you think you would like to be a visitor and you get the chance, take your dog on a visit before you make any commitment. Remember Evie does not like visiting and she gets the shakes. I have anxiety as well, so I know wow bad it can make you feel, so I don’t want her to go through that. (You could become a visitor without a dog)
I took her out 1 day last week and as I was signing in on the computer, I could feel the trembling right up through her leash. But I told one of the residents I would bring her in so he could meet her, that’s why she went.
MUSIC TIME
NOT Iron Maiden…but not even close
And another

If God had wanted me to touch my toes, he’s have put them on my knees!



























