"The Doctor isn't worried about you at all!"

Oy.

Tuesday night I ran by the ER just to say Hi to all my admirers there at Fairview Southdale. I came ready - pre-packed undies, enough romance novels to read for 10 hours, appropriate Cottonelle clean wipes, and socks...in my Dumbledore's Army bag, no less.

Seriously, I've had a funky feeling in my leg since last Tuesday. And after a day of moving around on it, my left leg began to hurt in the calf. Oh yes, you guessed it dear reader, it's another clot. Yay me!

I spent 3 and 1/2 hours in the ER for them to tell me:
a.) It's a clot
And then called the MOHPA doc on call, Dr. Sang to decide if they wanted to admit me or not. They decided not to, and to have me call my regular Hematologist's office in the morning.
So they:
b.) Sent me home.

Now, the bonuses are that I got to sleep in my own bed and snuggle with my man. The negatives were trying to reconcile the ER docs telling me it's 'a minor clot'. WTF? Whoever heard of a MINOR CLOT???

I played phone tag all day Wednesday as a sat in bed, watching movies with Alli and reading, and generally entertaining us both with this HUGE pack of dry-erase EXPO markers I got - more on that later. Anyways... when it all came down to it, Doc Weinshel's nurse Brianna told me that I can resume all normal activity... they are keeping me on the Lovenox, it's probably a chronic clot that I just happened to notice (sure) and I can go back to work on Thursday without issues, and he's not all that concerned about the clot as it's nonocclusive (which is a fancy word for "not blocking anything") and fairly minor. Brianna kept telling me to wiggle my ankles alot though... Hmm. But yeah...

So this is where it is:

I'm still on Lovenox.
They are not putting me back on Coumadin anytime soon.
We can still try to get pregnant.

But THEN... I've been reading some scary shite the last couple days about the rate of maternal deaths. Most of them are related to c-sections and clotting. Well, DUH that's exactly the two situations I didn't want to see.

But then if you read the article completely, it brings up the fact that most of these women are black, in their late 30's and early 40's, and are unable to have the babies vaginally, and are obese.

I look at myself and think, Hmm...I'm 28, obese, but I would be a planned c-section, and I already take a whole bunch of anticoagulant drugs to keep me where I need to be as far as NOT clotting....oh yeah, and I'm a white chick with no other health problems to speak of...so far.

So in one way, I'm a bit concerned, but in another, I'm not. I would already be labeled a high-risk mother and should already therefore be receiving the best and most specialized care they can offer me.

But then I think about the Perinatologist, Dr. Ney, that I'd spoken to and seen for my D&C. She was so totally on board for me getting pregnant last I saw her. And if Dr. Weinshel is good to go, then I don't see why we shouldn't proceed as planned. I have faith in my doctors, but I'm certainly not ignorant after spending years around them.

Only the God and Goddess can guide us now. Blessings Be to all the harried and adored mothers in the world tonight. :)

This caught my eye

This article on MSNBC.com caught my eye and just about made me cry.

Seems people lost their lives senselessly because no one wanted to be made or look for the company to be made accountable for a malfunctioning device. Granted, nothing is ever perfect, but C'MON guys!

My dad was a firefighter on the Vandenburg AFB in Vandenburg, CA for about a decade before heading on and becoming a contractor for NASA. I still have my dad's huge red protectant helmet. He passed away several years ago, about 12 now, but I'm sure he didn't have half of the gadgets they do now. He was lucky, I guess, though I'd never heard him tell his stories.

A firefighter is a firefighter is a firefighter. They all deserve at least a working device to assist in saving their lives.


Grrr...

On a Different Note..

I was ELATED to find out today that the release for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is July 21st, 2007. WOOHOO!

Now, just waiting another 6 months for it...

At least we'll have seen HP: OOtP the movie on opening night on July 13th, so not too much longer we'd have to wait for book 7.

I was going into a panic attack when I realized I hadn't pre-ordered it yet. *L*

I was talking to Dave during my lunch today when I mentioned the book coming out.

Dave: "So I'm going to be a Potter Widower then, right? I won't hear from you for like days...."

Me: "Awww...honey..it won't take me days to read it; just 12 to 36 hours. IF I stop to sleep."

Things Kids Say that Piss You Off

www.cnn.com

It wasn't until I became a parent with a child, and a child that could talk back, did I finally realize the truth of mean, hurtful things your darling little one will say to you.

This could range from "I hate you!" to "I want a new mommy!" or the ever popular "That's not fair!"

Mind you, I don't remember ever saying "I hate you!" to MY mother, but I do remember saying to my step-dad along with "You're not my father!" followed by the "I hate you!".

We're all bratty kids who say these mean things apparently.