When every day you make me go to hell and back with you

[venta]

I seem to be pioneering a new branch of science, which I have christened Human Bruise Chromatography.

At present, the roll call stands at:

1. A sort of gone-off green on one forearm, where I had a cannula fitted.
2. A rather tarry black behind my knee, which I think is just general bruising settling at the lowest point (I'm sitting down with my legs up a lot).
3. A frankly improbable highlighter-pen yellow slowly spreading over my shin.
4. A rather half-hearted purple-yellow starting to creep out from behind the various dressings (I have four separate operation sites).
5. A nice pallet of greens, reds and violets across my abdomen, from daily anti-DVT injections. (I think I'm getting better at not leaving huge marks, though!)

It's all very colourful! Need to collect some blues, though.

Comments

[damerell.livejournal.com]

As I recall, it was just that it seemed like a good vein of memorable names.

You say "ouch" but actually it's quite painless, just spectacular - a haggled blood vessel near the surface is a good recipe for something that looks amazing but doesn't do anything much.

[venta.livejournal.com]

good vein

Bah!

quite painless

Ah. Good. I've been told that people "failing to find a suitable blood vessel" isn't pleasant. I wouldn't know, I have veins like 6-lane motorways.

[damerell.livejournal.com]

To be fair the actual needle-haggling is slightly painful, but I think one would have to have a Thing about needles to find it more than mildly annoying.