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Despite the nurse tinkering with my medication last week it's still at the same sub-par, outside of target range, level that it was last week.
So that means more minor adjustments to my medication and a return visit next week.
At the same time, I'm now having daily blood thinner injections (administered by Rachel, who's done this job for me before, many years ago) for the week, to see if they help matters.
I could have had these jabs last week, but I managed to talk my GP out of them as I persuaded her this was just a blip, it had happened before (I had receipts), and it would sort itself out.
I've hated needles ever since my extended stay in hospital a couple of decades ago (after the aneurysm and stroke), when I was having frequent blood tests and the doctors and nurses in various wards discovered I had tiny, elusive veins that weren't keen to give up their goodness.
This would lead to multiple attempts to stick me with needles and lots of yelping and tears (sometimes even from our hardworking and underpaid stars of the National Health Service).
So last week, my GP and I agreed a week's grace on the tummy jabs because I was cockily convinced my INR would normalise and everything would be okay.
It clearly isn't and this whole fandango is also getting dangerously close to my hospital appointment next month for the steroid injections into my spine (to ease my osteoarthritis pain).
However, I strongly suspect that if my blood isn't clotting right, those injections will have to be postponed... again!
And, while we were at the doctor's surgery getting my INR measured, it turns that I had to book myself in for TWO other blood tests (currently now scheduled for post my back injections) with the phlebotomist, for reasons I can't even remember at the moment.
On top of that an on-and-off pain in my side that I've had for over a year has become a permanent fixture this week and I've been experiencing some pretty unpleasant toilet issues.
So, I think you can see why I'm feeling a bit depressed at the moment.
And Biscuit Club was cancelled because of the heat.
































