A series of short, random entries about my ordinary life!
Showing posts with label bruise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bruise. Show all posts
Saturday, 30 May 2015
Bruise.....don't look if you are squeamish
A fortnight ago I tripped as I was carrying a bundle of washing upstairs. The result was an impressive bruise on my upper arm despite immediate application of ice and arnica. Having had several, painful, night-time awakenings from turning over onto the bruise in my sleep, I’m relieved that the discolouration and tenderness is fading but I’m now left with a gruesome lumpy knot under the skin. Despite all the warnings about googling symptoms (they all lead to stroke, heart attack or tumour!), I undertook some research and am satisfied that it’s a normal hematoma that will disappear in time.
Friday, 20 February 2015
The Blood-letting!
Remind me to make sure that it’s the nurse who takes blood
from me next time. Quite why the Doctor
wanted me to have a blood test for a peeling toe is anyone’s guess, especially
when I don’t have an iron deficiency, but I suppose I should be thankful for
his thoroughness. Anyway, a life time of
blood tests have never resulted in anything like the bruise currently adorning
my left arm! Not only is it VERY purple, it’s also very sore! Ordinarily, the Practice Nurse usually
achieves the blood-letting uneventfully, so draw your own conclusions about the Doctor’s
proficiency!
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