Veins. Who knows much about their veins? I knew I had decent veins. When I went to give blood, they never had any trouble getting one, and when I started chemo, same thing.
But now, alas, my veins are letting me down. The big ones in the crooks of my arms are getting scarred. The little ones in my wrist are collapsing, the the lower arm is full of elastic wrigglers. Yesterday I went for a CAT Scan which involves putting iodine contrast in a vein.
Three technicians and seven sticks later, we had a vein that wouldn't collapse. The techs kept apologizing (as if they were somehow responsible for my poor scoured veins sounding a retreat.) They kept saying, 'If you want to stop...' but since this is the CAT Scan that I expect to verify my remission, I was damned if I was going to stop. So I kept saying, 'Go ahead,' and they kept getting a vein and then having it blow.
'I've got it...oh, no, it's blown. Sorry. We can stop.'
I thanked them and thanked them for their persistence. They were funny, thoughtful and wise. They finally got one that worked and I had my contrast and my CAT Scan.
I'm trying to think of possible vein rehabilitation exercises. One of the ways to get a vein to rise is to lightly slap the area. So my arms have been lightly slapped from stem to stern and now my neuropathic nerves are all firing. Today I'm waiting for the results of the CAT Scan but when I called in, it hadn't been put in the system yet. Still, it will be worth it, right?