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I had my first iron transfusion.  I just kept thinking about other things until the time came and then took a deep breathe and went in to the office.  It is a very humbling place.  I have severe anemia but I sat next to a woman getting chemo who had breast cancer and this was her 33rd week of radiation and chemo; across the room the woman had stomach cancer.  She just finished her third round and would start radiation soon.  They had wonderful attitudes and were very kind people. 

They told me to eat a little before I came in, so I did, but only a little because I was a little nervous.  By the time they got my IV hooked up I got a chill and could not make my body quit moving.  They were giving me something in my IV for itching and stomach upsetness first.  I had two blankets on but the lady, Lucy,  sitting next to me said, You don’t look so good are you okay?”.   I was not sure, I was the coldest I have ever been when inside a building.  Lucy  got the nurse and she gave me two heating pads and a couple heated blankets.  I closed my eyes and let the Benadryl work its magic.  As I got warmer, I got sleeper and my body quit moving.  I took a nap and woke up warm and toasty!  (hope I did not snore:))

The iron took four hours to drip in.  It was not painful.  The staff is amazing and could not have been kinder.  They all had a genuine concern for each patient there.  They told me to take Tylenol, which I had to tell them I could not.  They were not sure what should be done in case I get the flu like symptoms that apparently a lot of their patients feel in the first 48 hours.  I told them we would wing it and if I needed something desperately I could always call the doctor on call.

When I left I was a little tired but mostly I could only dwell on what a POSITIVELY GREAT experience it had been for me.  The cancer patient were amazing, their spirit was so encouraging.  Lucy was reading The Shack and we talked about the Lord after I woke up.  She had a wonderful attitude about her cancer and made me want to have a wonderful attitude about my TOTALLY correctable problem. 

I am not counting on the aches and pains.  If they come, they come, but I am planning on getting rest, being positive, and remembering my blessings.  God is using this anemia in my life.  I am really trying to listen to what He is saying. As I was walking out of the office a magazine caught my eye.  It is a magazine for cancer patients.  The lead article, in big BOLD letters was, “Yes, you can slow down”; do you think that might have been in my path for a reason.  I am not sure, lol,  but I am going to read the article and see.

I wish I could say G-R-R-R-R-R-R EAT like Tony the Tiger!

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Here is the short version:

I went to the doctor for one  thing and came out–

I am critically anemic,

Level is 5.7, should be 12-14

I had a blood transfusion on Wednesday,

           levels should rise 2 points

I am either  vitamin deficient or am bleeding

           internally, most likely a little of both

I am having additional test done to find out

I cannot exercise not even walk for a while,

           maybe up to three months  (craziness)

I really believe I will be fine.

I am taking vitamins and iron.

I  have great  family and friends. (two nights this

     week people brought us  dinner)

My husband has been amazing!  He has been

     beside me this entire week, holding my hand.

I am to rest until Monday.  I should feel less tired with the transfusion.

God is good.

The long detailed version is below. J

My daughter, Kayla, reads my blog and so I have had to be silent about what I have been going through this week because she had two big test in college and I did not want her to worry about me.  So I have told my closest friends what has been going on.  Kayla’s tests are over so I can share now.

When my doctor told me Monday I was anemic she was very upset because my number was a four.  A four means nothing to me, but then she told me normal was between a 12-14.  She asked me if I was tired, been dizzy, fainted, bleeding excessively and/or breathless?  I had blogged the day before and the title of my blog was “I AM TIRED”, so I said yes to tired, I had blogged a while back I could not get my breathe but I thought it was stress related.  Sunday I had worked out and was breathless and almost threw up and almost fainted.  So I pretty much had had all these symptoms but attributed them to working too much, not working out enough, breathless because of being de-conditioned and stress.

I then went  to see my beloved family doctor and he ran more tests.  The more definitive test came back at a 5.7 which he said was nothing to brag about.  He said you need a blood transfusion tomorrow.  That is pretty extreme and then he adds that I can do NO strenuous activities until my number gets up to a 10 at least.  Hmmmm, I AM A PERSONAL TRAINER, I am all about strenuous activities.  I tried to pin him down and said, no heavy weights right?  He said I could not even walk for a while.  He wanted no stress put on my heart.  He said it was having to work hard enough but we would talk later and  maybe I could walk soon.  I really cannot wrap my mind around that one, but the serious of the anemia is starting to set in.  THIS ANEMIA IS A BIG DEAL, I have to take it really seriously.    I asked if people I knew could donate blood and he said,  “No, there isn’t time for that.”  Now I am getting breathless from the his sense of urgency. 

I went to the hospital and got my blood typed and they did more blood work.  Apparently, the hospital did not know my previous numbers because at 8:00 p.m. that night a doctor called and wanted to know why I was not in the hospital with such critical numbers.  The doctor explained her concern, when you are this anemic you are either seriously vitamin deficient or you are bleeding internally.  She asked me a series of questions and made me promise if I saw blood anywhere that I would come immediately to the hospital.  She was very kind but scared the crap out of me. 

Today I went and had the blood transfusion.  On the way there I got this thought, “Whose do I have?,  I wonder if inmates give blood?  What if an axe murderer gave me his blood?  My sister in law pointed out it could be a nymphomaniac or a vampire, my sister said she heard that you took on the other person’s personality within a year.  I texted her back and told her she better sleep with one eye open.  I did not tell my husband about the nympho because I was afraid he would be disappointed by the outcome.

The nurses were great.  One nurse told me it was a small miracle that I was walking in and not being wheeled in.  She said it must have happened over a long period of time and my body had adjusted as time went on. 

It is a small world, a nurse and I  started talking about books we liked, first secular and we then got to Francine Rivers, Redeeming Love and we knew we were both Christians.  She told me that she went to Woodstock First and I mentioned my dad had spoken there a few months back.  Her eyes got big and she started to cry.  She told me that she did not get saved until she was 40 and that my dad’s sermons on prayer were the first time she had heard that she could really communicate with God on a personal level.  We hugged and I thanked her for telling me.  My dad is special to me, but it was so good to hear he had touched someone elses life.

Six hours later I was on my way home.  The doctor and the nurse said there is a chance that I will feel more energy in the next 48 hours.  My number should rise two points and give me a good start back up.  I have appointments with GI doctors on Monday for tests.  They will see if there may be a small internal bleed or if it is just vitamin deficiency.

God is good.  Things could have gotten worse very quickly.  I never fainted, my heart did not give out and I am on the way to better health.  I am sure I will be blogging about the emotions of not exercising but enough for now.

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