Admissions took us early, radiology took us early. I got gowned up, hooked up to iv fluids, took my adavan then at about 09:40 wheeled to the procedure room. It was all going so well. My tech did a final check of paperwork.
(Sound of screeching brakes.)
The blood work from this morning showed platelets were 48. They require 50 to do the procedure. Yesterday my platelets were 87. That's a huge drop, but I am told it is normal for platelets to drop after the chemo I had. But come on!!!
So it's back to the Tower to get an infusion of platelets. Free ride in a wheel chair. (Hi Brian)
It takes a while to get platelets ordered, delivered and infused. All of this on an empty stomach and two cups of coffee.
Darlene checked, I did not get her exact platelets. Drat.
All the while Darlene walks back and forth with me being my Sherpa. What a trooper. She thought she would catch up on reading. Ha!
Finally I go back to radiology in the main hospital. Get gowned up, and wait to be fit into a very hectic day. Although the adavan had worn off, I decided to press on without it. I don't know if it was a smart decision,but it worked.
This LP did not hit a nerve. Recovery as an outpatient is a bit odd. They wheeled me to the third floor to recover flat on my back for two hours. This is me on a gurney being wheeled upstairs.
They did give me TV and a sandwich and chips and a coke.
We finally made it home 13.5 hours later. No incidents, no accidents. I consider myself lucky!
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