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Today I got up early and started praying.  My prayer was that I would be brave.  I did not want to go to my iron transfusion because  of the fear of not feeling well the rest of the week.  I whined a little, felt a little sorry for myself but knew I had to go so I could ultimately get better.

The nurses were running a little behind.  There were six people there getting chemotherapy.  I just cannot tell you what a humbling experience it is, not to lessen my problem  BUT IT IS MUCH LESS OF AN ILLNESS and COMPLETELY CURABLE.  I talked with a woman who had Stage 4 cancer, others were quiet and thoughtful.  We all slept off and on.  It was basically uneventful for me until I was startled awake.  One of the chemo patients had an allergic reaction and was having problems breathing.  I started praying for the sweet woman.  As they got her stable my heart beat started to slow again and I started to thank Jesus for helping her and me.

I got home, tired, but at peace.  Nothing I will go through will be to the degree of those I was with today.  I got a good report on my Iron.  It is up to a 9 from a 5.6.  I am working toward 12-14.   Another one of my numbers was up from a14 to a 29, working towards 35-49.   I may have a few bad days but it will put me a couple of points closer to being better.  I am counting my blessings, I am on my way!

Our church provided a meal through a sweet family.  It was such a blessing to my family.

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Medical Update

First, I just want to say how wonderful everyone has been to call me, blog me, email me, pray for me, bring me meals. Keith and I have been so blessed by our friends prayers and support. When you are going through tough times it makes you realize how much people love you and care for you, it is very humbling.

After a restful week and weekend I went to work for a couple of hours and then have been to two specialist today.

Dr. T, the Gastroenterologist, agreed with Dr. Davis that I was very fortunate to have been standing and functioning at the levels I have with the anemia. He thought the blood transfusion was good but that we was not sure we could get my iron up to an acceptable level by taking iron and felt I need to go to a Hematologist for Iron transfusions. He is also going to scope my stomach for ulcerations on December 5th.

Two hours later I went to see Dr. Smith who also concurred and shook his head with amazement. He said my Fariten levels were a 10 th of what they needed to be and that it did not show a registrable number. He said he really doubted I could get up to an acceptable number without the Iron transfusions. He said I may need one every year to keep me boosted up. He ordered 12 other blood test to see how my other vitamins and things looked.

I am waiting on an appointment time with the Hematologist.

I was glad Keith was with me because it is all a little overwhelming for doctors to say it is a miracle that I have been able to function. As I have rested the last five days I have been able to feel my body and not give those feelings a brush off with an excuse. I have been tired, my breathing is labored and I have a lot of short headaches. The great thing about feeling those things is that I know I have a real cause not just that I am stressed and/or depressed. The greatest feeling I have had has been thankfulness.

I am so thankful that God has been merciful and all the bad things that apparently could have happened have not and though it may take some time I should feel tremendously better! Oh, how God loves me!

How have you seen God’s mercy in your own life? Please share….

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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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