This thread puts me in mind of an experience I had just 3 weeks ago. Lately I have been suffering from very low Iron stores. Haven't got deeply into looking for the why's and wherefore's but that is hopefully due to start sometime soon. Like in the next 3 or 5 months!! No rush people, I promise I won't die before they get to me.
Anyway, I am straying off the subject. 3 weeks ago I was due to have another Iron Infusion, for which I have been attending a Private Clinic. This time we started on the usual Nurse check, BP, Medications, other disorders - Heart yes, Liver yes PBC at which point the interrogating nurse leapt up from her seat and said "OH I must tell Erica".
It turned out that one of the other staff at this centre also has been diagnosed with PBC (Primary Biliary Cirrhosis) and although she works in a Clinic has never met another PBCer. She was beginning to think she was the only one in NZ until I came along. Erica took over caring for me for the rest of the afternoon and as you can imagine it was a case of having to remind each other every few minutes about the real reason we were there, she got so excited that her hands shook and she muffed putting in the lure and had my blood everywhere!! Decided to get somebody else to do it for her but nothing much worries me these days so we just carried on talking.
As you can imagine, the afternoon passed so quickly that all of a sudden I was in recovery, making sure I didn't faint or anything absurd like that and we were still talking flat out.
Oh well, if we have to go through these procedures, we might as well enjoy it as much as we can.
Keep up the good work everybody and Hi to Jeannie from me too.