coldclarity
Well-Known Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
At the end of last week my injection sites started itching. By Saturday my legs were driving me mad and I had little lumps that looked like insect bites. So over the weekend I abandoned my legs to give them a break and got my husband to inject in my bum. So now my legs still itch and my bum is starting to as well. Good job I can laugh about it.
This morning I had the diabetes clinic, so I mentioned all this. They took a good look at my legs and bum (which was fun) and agreed with what I'd already silently decided - I'm allergic to something in Novorapid. So they've changed me to Humalog (which I'm not such a fan of - the pen's nasty). Hopefully this'll sort it all out and I can stop itching.
I was also annoyed that the large city centre branch of Boots didn't have any calamine lotion to help with said itching. Thank goodness for husbands willing to go above and beyond the call of duty and trek round chemists as well as injecting my bum for me.
While I'm whinging, is there anywhere worse on earth than (large central city) hospital pharmacies? Seriously, I spent an hour waiting for one box of insulin, watching patients who looked to be on their last legs smoking in the no smoking area and waiting for someone in the waiting room to keel over.
Whinging aside, this all does rather amuse me. It has to really, otherwise I'd be in the corner crying![Roll Eyes :rolleyes: :rolleyes:](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
This morning I had the diabetes clinic, so I mentioned all this. They took a good look at my legs and bum (which was fun) and agreed with what I'd already silently decided - I'm allergic to something in Novorapid. So they've changed me to Humalog (which I'm not such a fan of - the pen's nasty). Hopefully this'll sort it all out and I can stop itching.
I was also annoyed that the large city centre branch of Boots didn't have any calamine lotion to help with said itching. Thank goodness for husbands willing to go above and beyond the call of duty and trek round chemists as well as injecting my bum for me.
While I'm whinging, is there anywhere worse on earth than (large central city) hospital pharmacies? Seriously, I spent an hour waiting for one box of insulin, watching patients who looked to be on their last legs smoking in the no smoking area and waiting for someone in the waiting room to keel over.
Whinging aside, this all does rather amuse me. It has to really, otherwise I'd be in the corner crying
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