My visit to the anticoagulation clinic yesterday became a big deal. The INR level was inexplicably 1.2. It should be 2.5 to 3.5 to prevent strokes. So along with increasing my rat poison dose, I had to start getting injections of enoxaparin. Not at the doctor's office, but at home, at least for a few days. This stuff really hurts once injected. The nurse who did my belly injections in the hospital was very sympathetic; she had to give herself these injections twice a day while pregnant.
Anyway, the prescription was for eight syringes already loaded with this stuff. Te prospect of injecting myself in the belly was a bit disturbing. (I am a pain wimp.) My wife is doing a great job, but I will be glad to be past it. Those of you with diabetes have my increased sympathy.
Inject in the fat blow your navel, but not along the "belt line". Less nerves there, less pain.
ReplyDeleteI passed out once while having blood drawn. In my defense I was weak from yet-to-be diagnosed mononucleosis at the time. My mother was decidedly unsympathetic, mentioning how much blood was drawn from her when she was carrying me.
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