Archive for October, 2005

Lucky Me! (two weeks in a row)

Holy Moly, the planets must be aligned in my favor or something! I had another “three-stick-day” today!

It’s like the Great Pumpkin has visited my dialysis clinic, and handed out extra needle sticks for all! It occurs to me as I sit here complaining that some of you might have no idea what a dialysis needle actually looks like…

(the ones we use are about two sizes larger than this.)

You also probably have no idea how my arm looks after being punctured ~900 times with them.

See, the dialysis techs have the same problem. The stick is only felt on my end. So today, as the tech was digging around trying to get the third stick to work, it felt just fine to her. I however was jumping around every time the tip of the needle hit something inside my arm.
Awesome.
Now to her credit, it wasn’t inexperience that lead to today’s events (as it sometimes is). It was just a bad day for everyone.
Regardless though, I have three holes in my arm instead of two, and I’m one step closer to being terrified to come in here.
I know I know, it happens …. and it does. I can’t control the feelings these situations create in me, I can only control how I react to them.
So I do my part not to freak out, and to keep coming in here, even when I think that the person plunging the needle into my arm might just blow this large artery open. It’s a balancing act, and in the immortal words of Jake Braly, I just have to “get the power-up and win the game.”

Oh, and “welcome” to our new visitors. Don’t worry, it’s not always like this. Usually I’m too busy telling you about something cool I found online to complain about dialysis treatments.
*crossing fingers for Wednesday*

How Awesome is Bruising?

We’ve all been there (at least those of you who are on dialysis have…), a bad or painful stick, a queasy feeling, and then the feeling of dread as you feel your arm "blow" and fill with blood. 
Then for the next few weeks you watch the bruise migrate around your arm, and finally leave after putting up a bit of a fight. 
So I mentioned having a couple of bad sticks last week.  Nothing major, no infiltrations or anything, just some awkward sticks that left a giant knot in the middle of my arm.  Yesterday morning though, a nasty looking bruise just appeared over one of the sticks!  It’s almost black … with a little pink in the middle.  It’s really disgusting.  Imagine my surprise when I woke up yesterday, only to find a shiner in the middle of my arm.
The best part of this is that I do some work in sales.  Now, let me tell you, there’s nothing better than trying to demonstrate the singing capability of a $90,000.00 piano with a Schubert Impromptu and looking over to see that the customer’s eyes are trained on your arm.  Music doesn’t even exist at that point, only the horror they must be experiencing as they notice what looks like a giant snake crawling under the skin on your arm.  What are all those bruises and scars?
I’m sure to most I look like a junkie.  My nieces and nephew think there’s a bug trapped in my arm (it vibrates pretty noticeably you see).  So what do they think it is?  Do they assume the worst?  Do they assume the best?  I’d like to think that it’s a help.  That it builds credibility when they realize I’m not likely to be lying to them, as I have far more pressing concerns in life than whether or not they believe I’m as passionate as I say I am about music.
I fear though that the opposite is most likely true.  In my experience people fear what they don’t understand (cliche, I know…).  Worse than just fearing though, they tend to construct a reality in which their assumptions become not the worst case scenario, but the most likely explanation.  At this point "Occam’s Razor" seems to make sense and I’ve become a questionable character who probably uses drugs and wants to steal their money.   Of course nobody has ever said this or even implied it.  But do they really have to?
At a seminar a few weeks ago I learned that only 10% of communication is verbal.  Ten Percent!  People communicate very clearly with posture, noises, expressions, and so on.  Nobody has to tell me they’re questioning my motives.  It’s apparent in their sudden distancing.
Luckily I don’t have to work tomorrow.  Perhaps the swelling will go down tonight.  And perhaps, I’ll get another bad stick tomorrow at dialysis and my arm will look twice as bad on Tuesday!
One way or the other ‘ya gotta love this life.

Real Life Tron

Well, I know for a fact that at least one of you is geeky enough to appreciate this.  And having a feeling that you might want something to take your mind off of things, I decided to post this article for you.

Real Life Tron

A group of Junge in Karsruhe are racing around the city playing a real life version of light-cycles from the movie Tron.  It seems that they’ve setup a server to coordinate everyone’s position via GPS, and transmit the data to everyone in real time.  Looks like they ride around and try not to cross each other’s tracks.
This is an awesome idea …
Unfortunately I’m the only person I know in my area who would get a kick out of such a thing. 

Lucky Me

…. Because I was so well behaved today, I got 3 sticks!
Ok, not because I was well behaved, but because the first stick was too shallow (eventhough cannulated by an ‘A-list’ tech).  So with the second stick less than desirable (unable to push or pull easily), a third needle was in order.
Should’ve been enough right?  Well, I noticed that my venous pressure kept rising the first few minutes of treatment.  This is why it is SO important for patients to understand the machines, and their accesses.  Noticing that the venous pressure was rising (not good), I called a tech over and asked her to lower my blood flow rate until we could figure out what was wrong. 
When a venous pressure gets too high, the fistula can blow open.  We don’t want that…
Luckily though, we were able to "fix" it.  I recommended that we remove the tape/gauze from the second (bad) stick, as I believed this narrowing on the fistula was causing the higher pressure further down the line (where the third stick was).  Sure enough, removing the tape and then subsequently re-positioning the needle brought the pressure right into range.
Boring I know … but this is the life of a dialysis patient.
If you are a patient, you need to understand how your access works, and how the machine works.  You need to be able to work in concert with your nurses and technicians to observe and correct issues like this before they become serious. 
More observation means fewer problems with these types of things.  This includes problems with infiltration, infection, and a host of other things. 

Almost time for me to head out of here …   more next time I guess.

Best Cat Toy Ever…

Kitten from the humane society: $75.00
Laser pointer from Ebay: $1.50
Money wasted on other cat toys: $50.00

Watching your cat go bonkers chasing a red dot that can’t be caught:  Priceless

I know I promised some pictures of the new addition … but even better, here is a little video of her chasing my laser pointer around.

For therapeutic reasons, I think everyone needs a kitten, and a laser pointer.

Cat Chasing Laser Point