Health, Hospital, an Money Woes
I just busted out of the ER this afternoon after spending four days being pumped full of donated platelets and IVIg steroids to get my 4,000 platelet count up to the standard 150,000-400,000 range. Apparently I have ITP, which pretty much means my immune system is in overdrive and attacking my platelets and the doctors can't figure out why. In the mean time, I'm apt to bruise easily, bleed under my skin (yeah petechiae,) or just die from internal bleeding if I so much I run into a doorway (which I'm prone to do from time to time 'cause I'm clumsy and drink vodka.)
( Who did I piss off in another life? )
You know, I was going to say something happy and positive to end this post, but I'm tired and stressed and my arm hurts from the IV. So I'm going to bed with the hope that tomorrow is going to be full of rainbows, singing birds, and butterflies. Or finding a hundred bucks in a gutter would be swell. I wouldn't even spend it on my many vices.
( Who did I piss off in another life? )
You know, I was going to say something happy and positive to end this post, but I'm tired and stressed and my arm hurts from the IV. So I'm going to bed with the hope that tomorrow is going to be full of rainbows, singing birds, and butterflies. Or finding a hundred bucks in a gutter would be swell. I wouldn't even spend it on my many vices.

cranky
cold
frustrated