Chemo was a different story. I had three different nurses trying to insert my IV. I was well hydrated so I'm not sure why there was a problem. I think the first nurse (who I love to pieces) didn't have enough confidence. IV's aren't one of her strengths. The second one was a (sorry) "smart ass" who rushed the second stick, gave up and decided the third should go into my wrist. Now I have had IV's in the same area of my wrist many times with no problem. Again she rushed things and hit a nerve. Mark said he never saw me jump so high. It was the worst feeling I've ever experienced. Like an electrical shock going through my thumb. It still hurts today and my thumb is stiff. I will NEVER allow anyone to go near this area again. I still get nauseous thinking about it. The third nurse had no issues at all. Looked at my arm and got it in with no problem. In the mean time I looked like a porcupine. I just know I'm going to be uptight next time I need an IV.
As a side note, the service I go through to write this blog shows stats on how many times my blog is read by day, week, month and year. I decided to check it out and imagine my surprise to find that since I started this May 10, 2010 my blog has been read 4,378 times or an average of 182 times a month! I'm not sure who all of you are but I hope in some small way my experiences mixed with humor mixed with me getting on my soapbox is helping in some small way.
Until I have something more profound to write.......
Keep on Dancin"

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