Today started well when I had just a short wait to have my arm stabbed. The blood flowed well and I was able to et out and get Julia to work in plenty of time. I’m hoping the free flow of blood indicates that it is going to give me another five or six weeks before the re-test. Tomorrow’s post will tell.
We will spool forward to my recent telephone conversation with the doctor. It seems that while testing for the arthritis consultation they took it upon themselves to test for liver function using a new test they can now do.
So, I had a test done for something we hadn’t discussed, for a condition I’m showing no symptoms of, to get a result that isn’t germane to the current issue so that I can be investigated for a result that isn’t any cause for concern and that isn’t going to cause any problems.
Meanwhile, I still have trouble dressing myself because of the arthritis in my fingers and would like to get that sorted before winter sets in.
But that doesn’t matter because they have a new test they can do for something that’s more interesting. I’ve agreed to have a scan because I was so tightly wound up by this point that I was on the point of being rude, and I’ve been brought up to be polite. I also don’t believe in being rude to people who may have to check my prostate at some time in the future.
But I am not happy.
On a brighter note, Number One son will be home tonight. He’s having two nights in Nottingham then going up to Leeds to look for a job. This is good as we get to see him and discuss his trip, then we get rid of him. This, despite what Julia may think, is the natural cycle of life. You are born, you grow, you get a job, you leave home and pay your own bills. Then it starts over again. You settle down, you have kids, you moan about their effect on your finances…
The grandparents turn up and get them excited, give them fizzy drinks then go home and leave the consequences. I’m looking forward to that bit.
In the middle of all this, I had a delivery in the shop.
My military sweetheart collection is progressing in a shaky and uncertain manner. Like all my collections it is under-financed, under-researched and badly neglected. I’ve decided to put a bit more structure into my collecting. With the sweethearts I’m going to start looking at eBay a couple of times a month and buying something that seems reasonably priced. If I don’t find anything it doesn’t matter. If I do, it will be a bonus. If I buy one item a month for the next ten years that will be 120 extra brooches for the collection.
Last week I bought a lot of brooches from eBay consisting of six pieces. I therefore stuck to my principles (just about) but managed to add five to the collection – one, I think, is destined for the swaps box. They have a definite Scottish theme to them with four out of the six being Scottish Regiments.
They are a sort you don’t often see – made to look like a hanging banner by folding celluloid over a pin. I suspect they were cheap at the time and , because they don’t look like jewellery, they didn’t survive in such numbers as the more durable and attractive metal ones.
At 600 words that’s more of a memoir than a post, so I’ll let you go now. Thanks for sticking with it so long.
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The brooches are very pretty!
I wish you good luck combating the arthritis, Quercus. On the good side, your testing is all paid for, I think. Here, I have to think twice, sometimes three times before testing. Insurance pays for less an less, and costs more every year.
Thank you. Yes – we are lucky that it’s all free at the point of delivery, though as Tootlepedal points out, it does depend on the taxes we pay. Or don’t pay, in the case of many rich people and corporations.
I can understand your dissatisfaction re. the extra test. Did they explain why they decided to do it and have you had an apology? I get tested for so many things each month I have stopped wondering if any of it is relevant. They may have tested your liver function to find out if you would be capable of dealing with some arthritis drugs that you may be prescribed. I have my liver function tested every time I have a blood test because the arthritis drug I use can cause liver cancer and other problems with the liver.
It may be that the test was done for a sensible reason but, as usual, they have used it to find a new fault.
I wouldn’t mind if they were actually doing something about the arthritis. Ah well… 🙂
Oh, how depressing! Take care, Simon 🙂
Thank you. 🙂
I’ve just been told that when I reach 64 I will be called in for an AAA Scan. That’s Abdominal Aorta Aneurysm and it’s only for men because women tend not to have them. I’m hoping I don’t have one either. They’ve been doing it for 10 years but this is the first I’ve heard of it. They do like their little surprises.
My husband had one of those letters a year ago. They do preliminary tests and ask questions and Richard was told he wasn’t at risk so didn’t get the scan.
That’s nice to hear, though it would be nice to get the scan to prove it. I’m fairly sure I’m at risk. I always am…
The title flows nicely from blood to sweetheart brooches. How kind of them to confirm that there is nothing wrong with your liver
I can feel Winston Churchill inspiring that title. I bet his liver wasn’t as healthy as mine. 🙂
I doubt it
🙂
Nothing like medical tests to get a person rattled. Good luck. Those brooches are distinctive looking. In fact, I’ve never seen any like that.
They are not common so it was nice to find a batch. The thrill of the chase is part of the fun.
I like the idea of doing tests just because they can. That is a slippery slope.
It is indeed.