I wish I could say that I didn’t have any concentrate errors last night…but I did. I woke up at around 4:30am-ish to the sound of my machine beeping. The message? Concentrate error. Of course. I looked at my bicart and there was still quite a bit in there, so I hit the side of the bicart with my palm to loosen up the powder. The machine stopped beeping and back off to sleep I went.
With 30 minutes left, it beeped again. Concentrate error. I did the same thing I did before, and it stopped beeping again. All in all, it happened about 4 times. The only think I can think of is to try and put even a slight bit more bicart powder in the cartridge, but at this point it’s already pretty full. I don’t think it’s a good idea to overfill it either as the water has to get in there too. Meh, I dunno.
Today was another tired day. Luckily my dad went to the dialysis unit in the hospital to pick up all of the stuff I needed. That stuff includes my doctor’s note for my math class, some signed medical forms that need to be included with my tax return, my handicapped parking pass renewal form, and also some medical scissors. LoL…I think I’m most happy with the scissors. The scissors I’ve been using are so NOT sharp and it’s a problem. When I try to cut the sticky IV3000 tape off of my arm when I’m done dialysis and I’m trying to take my needles out, it simply takes forever due to my dull scissors. But Rose packed like 5 pairs of scissors in there, so I’m quite pleased with that.
Tomorrow I start my Australian method cake decorating class. I’m looking forward to that. I’m also looking forward to seeing my rhuematologist this Monday. I can discuss the pain I’ve been feeling in my ankles. Well, now its just my right ankle that’s giving me intermittent pain. After I raised my prednisone by 10mg to 20mg for about a week and a half or so, the pain in my left ankle pretty much went away. Since the lupus blood tests that I did didn’t appear to show any sign of a flare, I’d be interested to see what he has to say about the whole situation.
On Friday I have to go back to the lady that did my hair. At first I was quite happy with it, but after a few days I realized that she didn’t put my braids in very tight and they were just falling out all over. It’s been about 2 weeks since I did my hair and it looks like I had it done like a month and a half ago. On Saturday, I was at my desk at work and one of my coworkers who starts after me came to my desk to say hello. She looked/bent down and I heard her say “what’s this?” When I looked at her, she was holding one of my braids that had fallen out! Can you imagine? That could have potentially been an embarassing situation had it not been one of my good girlfriends at work! I hope that when I go back on Friday she does a better job than she did before!