Yesterday I had to go for a scan of my thyroid. Long, boring story but basically I’ve been cursed with a dodgy thyroid that refuses to play nice. It’s under active, which creates all sorts of pesky problems, but it’s kind of manageable, so that’s a good thing!
So I rocked up to the X-ray place yesterday, handed over my form and waited for my name to be called.
Called it was and when I was in the change room, about to put on one of those super flattering hospital gowns, the lovely nurse tells me the following information.
“So we’re going to be doing a CT Scan today. Now that involves us putting a little cannula in your arm, which we’ll fill with iodine and inject into your body. It’ll float around in there, which will make you feel a bit hot and you’ll probably think you’ve wet your pants, but don’t worry, you won’t have actually done that. Ok? So I’ll leave you to get dressed and then we’ll get things underway.”
Um, I don’t know about you but I got the distinct impression she was trying to talk this whole CT Scan thing right up. Almost as if I was about to enter some sort of fancy medical day spa arrangement!
think calm thoughts!
Now if there’s one thing in life that freaks me out the most it’s needles. So naturally my reply to the information the nurse had just given me went a little something like this:
“Well now might be a good time to mention that needles completely freak me out. I’ve had two cannula’s before and let me tell you, they were definitely not little! I’m also prone to fainting when needles are inserted and I actually thought I was coming here for an ultrasound, so if you don’t mind, I think I’d quite like to give this whole CT Scan thing a miss.”
The lovely nurse then replied with some sort of semi soothing answer, but to be honest, I was so completely FREAKED OUT by the idea of having a cannula shoved in my arm that I really wasn’t listening.
I think I might’ve even turned a pale shade of holy crap this is f*&king terrifying white, because the nurse then suggested she go and have a “quick chat with the doctor.”
I sat down, the doctor emerged, took one look at me and said, “I’ve just had a quick look at your file and you don’t actually need a CT Scan. What your GP should have ordered is an ultrasound.”
I replied with, “Well you’re officially my new best friend!” before an elderly lady popped her head around the corner and chimed in with, “That sounds much better than that other nasty thing you were about to do to her!” before sitting back down in her wheel chair.
Cue raucous laughing from the doctor, a ‘sorry for scaring you’ look from the nurse and a thank f&^k for that ‘thank god that’s over’ from me!
Ok, now it’s your turn. What freaks you out the most? Is it needles or something else?!
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