What it means to be a bad stick 😢

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I’ve been stuck over 15 times by 4 different nurses (in two different countries!)

and still no one can get my IV started 😢.

The nurse whose known me for 15 years is going to come back again tonight and try again,

this time I’m going to sit in a hot bath and we’re going to try putting the line in the bathroom…

Thankfully tomorrow I should be able to contact the Procedure Center at Cedars and get an appointment for a new port…

I’m not sure if Joseph is going to be able to get me tonight, because I’ve run out of so many potential places to try…this might be a failed mission before we even get started because so many of my veins can’t even be touched right now…

I hope you’re doing well and staying away from everyone!!! I’ve bought disposal rain ponchos, in addition to all of my normal gear (googles, face shield, gloves, masks, etc), to wear when I go to Cedars,

but this virus is so tricky it’s hard to say if that’s going to be enough. Noah and I have heavy duty carbon air filters set up all over the apartment, and I’ve instructed him to stay away from me and hide in his room, and when I’m in the common area of the apartment inside I’m in a mask all of the time…

It’s a brutal time to have a serious health problem, so please stay inside and don’t go anywhere. I feel bad for people who are in accidents or heart attacks, in a week or two they’re not going to have enough ICU beds for anyone…

You can not be strick enough right now…I think people are in denial what it means for a city to run out of ICU beds…no one should be going anywhere because unplanned events and accidents happen all the time…


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About hopeforanswers

Some kind of rare immune deficiency, yet to be determined. A lifetime of infections without an elevated white cell blood or fever. Very grateful to be alive, very thankful for the friends who’ve supported me and for access to literally millions of dollars worth of medical care. I’m not the bubble child, I’m somewhere in between.
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