Lisa P.
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Diagnosis, part 2

Lisa P.
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02 Jun 2016

The journey to diagnosis continues.

The transfer to Manchester Royal was quite comical, firstly there were the couple of days uncertainty, you're going, no sorry you're not going, you're going in the next couple of hours, no sorry it's cancelled again etc etc.  Eventually the paramedics arrived to take me at about 8pm on the Friday evening, two minutes down the road the suspension went on the Ambulance and so we had to return to Tameside hospital, the crew rang the ward but they would not accept me back so they contacted their base for advice.  It so happens another ambulance had just left the grounds so they asked them to turn back and I was transferred into their vehicle instead.  I was quite amused but still full of trepidation of what lay ahead.

I eventually arrived at the MRI at about 10pm and was wheeled by stretcher to the ward.  Entering the ward was one of the scariest moments as I read the sign on the wall....Haematology and bone marrow transplant ward!!  What were they bringing me here for?? I surely didn't belong in this ward!! I felt exhausted and so alone as I was led to my isolation room.  The paramedics left and a young nurse arrived to check me in, realisation began to set in that my life would never be the same again. 

The next morning was just as frightening when I saw a bed being wheeled by my room through the window in my door, the patient looked so frail and had a bald head, I could not believe I was now part of this world, I was praying it had all been a big mistake.

Over the next couple of days I had visits from numerous doctors had lots of bloods taken and eventually was discharged on the Monday following the most harrowing bone marrow biopsy that knocked the stuffing out of me.  Please don't worry though, subsequent biopsies have been nowhere near as traumatic.  The registrar that performed the procedure on this first occasion made a real hash of it and could not get a decent sample no matter how many times she tried!!!  I was discharged with a follow up appointment for the Monday, the nurse that discharged me said to my parents oh I'm sure everything will be fine I'm sure they wouldn't have let her go home if it was anything serious, this angered me slightly as it gave my parents false hope, I knew in my heart that she was wrong.