Had the CT scan yesterday. I was given a large jug of water to drink so I asked how long it would be until the scan as I have trouble 'holding on' to a full bladder, Cue puzzled look and quick flick of the eyes up and down by the nurse to try and see why I would say such a thing. Was assured it would be 15-20 mins. 30 mins later and bladder threatening to burst a second nurse calls my name then 'follow me' as strolls merrily up the corridor oblivious to the fact I'm shuffling far behind. As she's about to dissappear I manage to yell 'Wait for me!' and she turns round and again a look of surprise that I'm shuffling like an old lady. I swear this happens at every single hospital appointment I go to.
I'm then led into to scanner room and she starts bombarding me with the usual name? date of birth? address? etc. I apologise for struggling to answer and explain how uncomfortable my bladder is. Again, the puzzled look. Am then instructed to lie on the scanner bed on my front! Lying on top of a very full bladder =whole world of pain. Just about manage to get through the scan by using a relaxation technique I have used before which is to sing a favourite song in my head concentrating hard on getting all the words right. By the end of the scan I was chanting pop songs, shaking with pain, with tears pricking the corners of my eyes.
Cue the return of the now even more puzzled nurse as I struggle to get off the bed. 'Is it uncomfortable?'. Through gritted teeth I manage to spit 'Excruciating' before limping off to the nearest loo.
Next appointment I have I'm tempted to borrow my friends walking stick so I at least look disabled!
Won't get the scan results for ages. Not seeing the urologist until after my next procedure (which I'm still waiting for a date for) which is a cystoscopy (camera up into bladder). More fun to look forward to!
50mg ami, cerezette, ran out of loratadine (d'oh!)