The place I felt the weirdest was while I was in college. I stepped out of class, went to the bathroom, in a stall and hooked everything up there. I obviously had the eclipse balls too and shoved them up my sleeve and went back to class. No one ever knew. I'm very private about that stuff so it seemed so odd to me.
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Where is the most unusual place you've infused your IVs?
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The place I felt the weirdest was while I was in college. I stepped out of class, went to the bathroom, in a stall and hooked everything up there. I obviously had the eclipse balls too and shoved them up my sleeve and went back to class. No one ever knew. I'm very private about that stuff so it seemed so odd to me.
The place I felt the weirdest was while I was in college. I stepped out of class, went to the bathroom, in a stall and hooked everything up there. I obviously had the eclipse balls too and shoved them up my sleeve and went back to class. No one ever knew. I'm very private about that stuff so it seemed so odd to me.
The place I felt the weirdest was while I was in college. I stepped out of class, went to the bathroom, in a stall and hooked everything up there. I obviously had the eclipse balls too and shoved them up my sleeve and went back to class. No one ever knew. I'm very private about that stuff so it seemed so odd to me.
The place I felt the weirdest was while I was in college. I stepped out of class, went to the bathroom, in a stall and hooked everything up there. I obviously had the eclipse balls too and shoved them up my sleeve and went back to class. No one ever knew. I'm very private about that stuff so it seemed so odd to me.
LeneSouthAfrica
New member
Loads of weird places. I regularly do the in-a-bag thing. Heres my top three:
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
LeneSouthAfrica
New member
Loads of weird places. I regularly do the in-a-bag thing. Heres my top three:
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
LeneSouthAfrica
New member
Loads of weird places. I regularly do the in-a-bag thing. Heres my top three:
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
LeneSouthAfrica
New member
Loads of weird places. I regularly do the in-a-bag thing. Heres my top three:
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
LeneSouthAfrica
New member
Loads of weird places. I regularly do the in-a-bag thing. Heres my top three:
<br />1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
<br />2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
<br />3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).
<br />1. Straight out of hospital onto an overnight bus trip of 8 hours to the coast with a bunch of students I did not know. I had another day of IVs left, it was a peripheral drip so I wasn't going to put off the trip...(yes they were a little freaked out).
<br />2. I did ballroom + latin american dancing and had an important competition coming up, so I did my one IV infusion, flushed, unhooked for the comp and taped my arm up 'discreetly', dressed up in my fancy outfit, gelled my hair and donned the fake eyelashes, danced my routine with my partner swinging my arms around, and later rehooked again and did the later session of IV while still at the comp. Needless to say I ruined the drip and had to be punctured again the next day (it was a peripheral). I am a bit more sensible nowadays. Ok maybe not, but I try.
<br />3. At a hospital. No, that is not weird, except that it was not the hospital where I was admitted. My brother's 1st child (parents' first grandchild) had just been born, I was in the middle of my IV session so my family just bundled me into the car and drove us all to this other hospital. I did not have a pump so had to make sure the bag was as high as possible or it wouldn't run. We arrived there, an excited trail of family members running around trying to find the maternity ward, me hobbling along trying to keep up while holding up my own drip bag high in the air with one arm and waving camera in the other, taking pictures whenever I could to capture the moment. When we arrived at the ward I asked "PLEASE can someone get me a drip stand" and tried to explain the situation...the looks I got and the general confusion was priceless. I don't think they comprehended, but they saw my need and got me the stand <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-smile.gif" border="0"> . Coincidentally there was another newborn there just diagnosed with CF, and my brother had given the parents a pep talk about how he has a sister with CF who leads a perfectly normal life, when we stormed in, with me coughing my lungs out and dragging a drip stand behind me, shouting 'no I am not sick it's just routine!' LOL. (just to put everyone at ease, yes they did keep me behind glass away from the babies. But at least I got to see her through the window and share the big day).