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Are you there God? Remember me?

Ok. Just WTF.

Yes, I am alive. Yes, I am surprised. I am now back in Texas.

On Tuesday of last week, I injured my foot doing a kick in Tae Kwon Do. Sprain and hematoma. No biggie. Got off the crutches and was on a cane by the time I had to fly to California on Sunday.

I had meetings all day Monday and Tuesday, but kept off my foot, took frequent breaks, iced it at times.

Tuesday night, a co-worker took me back to the hotel so I could put my foot up. I was laying in bed watcing some TV and had just finished some fruit and yogurt. A little while later, my left side started hurting when I took in a breath. I thought it might be a pulled muscle, so I put heat on it. When that didn't work, I thought it might be gas, so I took some Tums. No help. It just kept getting worse and worse.

I finally had a cab take me down the road to the Stanford Hospital. I got pumped full of morphine, ativan and toradol. They said there was something on my bloodwork that needed for me to get a CT scan. Sure enough, I had two blood clots in my left lung. Pulmonary Embolisms. I got admitted and spent that night and last night in the hospital.

I am now doing twice daily injections of Lovenox (blood thinner) for a week, Warfarin/Coumadin (blood thinner) for up to 6 months. I have Lortab for pain. They released me this afternoon to fly home since I was keeping good oxygen levels without assistance.

I just got home and did my first home injection and took my meds. I'm not supposed to exercise. I'm not able to drink for like 6 months. I have to put off my final breast reconstruction surgery for at least six months.

I have a doctor appointment tomorrow morning and they are supposed to help me figure out where we go from here. They found a couple of other things on the CT scan we need to figure out. A possible aneurism in the artery going to my spleen. A hypodense nodule on my thyroid. Moderate pleural effusion. Oh, and the two blood clots.

What the holy HELL???? I mean, I sprained my foot, go to a meeting and suddenly I'm falling apart???

Anyway, I'm alive and damn glad to be home. I'm hoping to rest this weekend - maybe take the kids over to mom's for a day or so. Scott leaves for a trip on Sunday and will be gone until Friday. Timing sucks, but it's a contract job that he needs.

Now I'm going to lay down and see if I can get some rest. First, I'm going to look up some of these things and figure out what I'm facing.

Comments

semantique
Nov. 9th, 2007 04:22 am (UTC)
OMG! Do they think it was from the hematoma or do they think it was from your prior surgeries? Jesus!

I am SO glad you went to the hospital and so glad that they caught it.

Ironically, my best friend in Austin was telling me about her friend who just had gastric bypass and ended up with a clot on her lung. They were ready to discharge her and she said she wasn't feeling right. They told her that if she hadn't spoken up she would have been dead in 24 hours.

Damn girl, just when you really need a drink.......

trshtwns01
Nov. 9th, 2007 05:03 am (UTC)
I hope to know more tomorrow after meeting with my doctor here. I have no clue why it happened, and neither do the docs really. They think it MAY have been from the massive hematoma on my foot from the injury last Tuesday. Who really knows though.

I want to find out more about the clots, the suspected aneurism going to the spleen, the fluid around the heart and the nodule on my thyroid. Now I know why people don't get full body MRIs or CT scans. You can find all kinds of potentially scary stuff, which are probably nothing but you spend all sorts of time worrying about them.