Today was my MUGA scan to make sure that I'm still having good heart function and that the vaccine is not damaging it.
I started my Monday with the nuclear tech blowing out one of my remaining good veins in my wrist. He apologized profusely. He has been one of the few people who have ever been able to place an IV in me, so I told him really not to worry about. He placed a new IV in my elbow in under 5 seconds.
Once the IV was in Nuclear Med was able to give me the PYP prep again. Last time there was a national shortage and there was heprin and blood testing involved which extended my appointment. Today, it was just a quick injection and then 30 minutes in the waiting room and picture time. Now, sleep has been ok, but not great for me the past week. So when you are given a warm blanket and a pillow, it doesn't matter that you have leads on to measure your heart rate and a giant machine a mere centimeter from your face you take a couple of cat naps. During the three separate pictures I took naps in between the tech coming in to rotate the machine. That and me singing song lyrics with the word heartbeat in it, shocking, I know. I had this Whitney Houston song in my head and noted that when I rocked out in my head my heart rate was in the 70s.
When I went back to napping then my heart rate was high 50's low 60's. In my unprofessional opinion the waves looked good.
I'll tell you what isn't going to help my heart. Baking. Unfortunately, baking is my stress release. Today after the scan, a full day of work, a broken down bus and a walk home in cold rain I put my pjs on and baked some more cupcakes.
Thursday is my bone scan and CT scan. I'm having a tougher time with the lead up this year than years past. I hope it is not a precedent for the future. I apologize if my posts are a little distracted, but it's not hard......oh shiney object...to do these days.
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