I’m in the GP’s warfarin clinic. In fact, they already did my INR and it’s up to 2.0 this morning, so we can lay off the Clexane tomorrow and recheck on Thursday. I think they’d like the warfarin to get to me a nice, stable 2.5, which is the middle of my required range (2-3).
This is fab on several levels: (1) actually met my GP and she’s utterly lovely; (2) I can walk round the corner instead of treks to hospital to do this; (3) I trust them; (4) well, um, they keep saying “she’s really young” when they talk about me in front of me. That absolutely counts.. right?!
The GP, who is a warfarin specialist – thank the Lord she’s at my surgery – has only seen one dissection before, and that was in a kid who had an accident with his bike. I’m learning that being an NHS novelty is also, sometimes, quite helpful.
Now do excuse me. I have to call and cancel my appointment tomorrow with she-who-shall-not-get-another-mention.