Hospitals and Printers

So today I had two appointments in Meilahti - one for the doctor at the Pain Clinic, and one for a stomach MRI. Now seeing the doctor was no problem, she's lovely and friendly and quite talkative, and I've also gotten rid of a lot of pain, so now I don't have to take that many painkillers and she was really happy about that.

The MRI however, not my favourites. First they want to stick a hose in your nose and down into your bowels. Helll no. So I drank the stuff they wanted to pour down that aforementioned hose. Anyway, no problem there, drank the stuff (mannitol to be exact) and got a few preparing sedatives, because I was getting really really nervous. Like I've said before, I have hospitalfobia and just get panicky when in hospitals.
I was quite calm up to the point where they had to stick an IV in me for the medicine that'll show up in the scans, and just (big surprise) couldn't find a single vein.
They hit a couple, but nothing that would work, and so they had to call an anaesthesiologist to put my IV in and good God did that take long. All the while me trying to swallow my panic attack, which at the end ended up coming inside the magnet tube (which for someone not suffering from claustrophobia shouldn't be a problem).

Anyway, I survived after a lot of  crying and hyperventilating, and we went and bought me a new printer with my dad afterwards. Now I have a nice Samsung coloured laser printer! It's the best we could find here and I'm so so happy to have it!

Day XV: Getting out of hospital

Well, not quite yet, I still have to wait till Saturday, but still. I'm really looking forward to it. I'm nervous about it too, because of the random pain spikes I get every now and again, and  the fact that I tend to get a panic attack because of them, but all that might change once I'm home - safe. I feel so safe at home that it's the only place where I usually feel completely relaxed.
I'm not really an anxious person, or well, in certain cases yes, but usually I'm really laidback and all this hospital business has removed all that from me.

I'm really really happy to get home again.

But first I have a day of only eating clear liquids and tomorrow and enteroscopy. They look through my intire intestinal tract. All of my bowls. Yay, sounds like fun doesn't it? Nah, I'm not too concerned, it's under anesthesia so I don't feel a thing, but do need to be slightly sedated beforehand, because I might just get a panic attack when they try to find a vein for the IV...

Oh, and the mouse on my laptop broke, and I turned off the touch pad ages ago, cause I hated it, and I find it way too arduous to try and get it on without a mouse so now my dad is going to bring me a mouse to hospital in the evening, so I can continue writing my essays. I still haven't finished the second one... And I need five essays now. Jeez Louise.

Today I'll get guests again, more than my dad that is, he is here every evening if he just can - we're really close. I've always been a daddy's girl, and I'm really lucky to have a dad that really cares about me and supports me in my decisions through my life, even though I'm already technically an adult. Plus I think he'd be really bored if he didn't have a chatterbox like me around!