They seem to have vaguely sorted the temperature – admittedly it’s a bit temperamental, veering between very warm and a bit cold – so life’s a bit more comfortable in that sense. It does still sound as though they’re building another hospital upstairs, though, so daytime sleeping isn’t quite as easy as I’d like… And no, I’m not just lazy – it’s as impossible as ever to get an uninterrupted night’s sleep, particularly when Obs are joined by antibiotics being given at ungodly hours.
Anyway, last time I wrote I was probably spiking temperatures every so often, and the culprit was named as a small infection in my line. The doctors were giving me the right antibiotics for it, but it was stubborn, so on Friday the decision was made to take out my Hickman line. This made sense, but was nevertheless a sad occasion, as it has served me well and saved me from hundreds of jabs…
Since then, my temperature has stayed down, and I had hoped to be finishing my antibiotics today. Unfortunately, my consultant seems to be in no rush to stop them, so it looks as though they’re still on the menu.
Over the weekend I had a horrible cannula in the back of my right hand – other locations had failed, so it was left to that tiny vein to take all the antibiotics coming in. Ouch! Fortunately that came out this morning, and the plan currently seems to be to give me another PICC line – remember them? I don’t have enough treatment left to make another Hickman worthwhile, but a PICC will save my veins from regular cannulas. So it’s good!