I was unable to get an ultrasound for that day so I had it the next morning, and turns out, it is a blood clot ... in my inner thigh. I was diagnosed with Deep Vein Thrombosis (DVT) and sent to the ER. Once there, the doctors explained to me what the treatment was going to be.
"A daily dose of Warfarin (blood thinner) and daily injections."
"Ok, that's cool."
"Daily injection done at home, by yourself."
"...I'm sorry, what??"
I can't stick a needle in myself!!! Lord have mercy! ...but that is the treatment and that is what I have to do TWICE a day 0_0 It took a lot of positive self talk to get that needle in the first time, I'm telling ya!
The thing is, the treatment really just stops other clots from forming. It doesn't really do anything for the clot already there. My body has to break that one down on it's own. In the meantime, I just have to hope that it doesn't break off and go to my lungs or heart because that could be potentially life-threatening. I tell you! This has really put me in touch with own mortality. Seriously. I am fine when I am busy doing stuff but when I get a minute to myself ...mini anxiety attack. The fact that it could take months for this thing to be gone means I get to think about suffocating every day for months. How's that for stress? But I am really trying to stay positive. It's my favorite time of year and in the words of the Grinch, "There'll be no sad faces on Christmas."
But I just wanted to check in and let you guys know what was up and also ask you guys to shoot a few prayers my way. Any extras would be great!!
If you hung around for this whole story, THANK YOU! and we will now return to our regularly scheduled programming ;)