When you live your whole life thinking nothing can go wrong, and then you wake up one morning and your whole life changes faster then you can say supercalafragalisticexpialadotious. Your lucky to even be alive, because you find out you have a massive clot that goes from mid thigh to just above your belly button. The room and everything in starts to spin as reality tries to sink in but everything is moving is moving so fast cause your stuck at the point where the doctor looks at you with that terrible I’m so sorry look. You have one nurse sticking your arm with an IV needle, another sticking you the stomach with a dose of blood thinners and two EMR’s asking you if you can walk to transfer onto the stretcher.
That was the longest day of my life, and the fastest vehicle ride I’ve ever been in. My left leg was swollen to almost 1 1/3 it’s normal size. My blood clot was miss diagnosed as an infection and I was told that I was fine to go home, where u continued to get worse until I was able to speak with my own doctor and was advised to be in the emergency department first thing the following morning. I was scheduled for an angiojet the following afternoon after I was admitted to the hospital in the city, because the clot was almost two weeks old it took the doctors 7 hours the complete a 2 hour procedure. They were able to remove 60% of the clot and the rest was already scarred and solidified to the walls of my return vein, and 3 stents were placed in my abdomen to keep the vein open so that the blood could get out of my leg and back to my heart.
I was kept in the hospital for 2 weeks and then sent home to recover. I was thanking the lord for life and praying that the intense pain that I was in would not last forever. After being home for a week and half I started to feel the symptoms of the clot coming back but this time in my right leg, back to the doctors I went. And again I was rushed to the hospital with the same diagnosis another clot had formed but this time in my right thigh, just as big as the clot in the left side. I had the same procedure and because it was caught in time it only took three hours to remove and the doctors got 90% of the clot out.and again after almost 2 weeks I was sent home to recover.
So now with two very swollen legs and I was unable to walk with out a walker, I was only home for just about three weeks when I was heading back with what I thought was a third clot. Praying I was wrong and being so thankful to find out it was only post thrombotic syndrome I stayed in the hospital for a week on bed rest.
Ive been home now for 2 months recovering and while I’m still swollen I’m slowly getting back to normal or rather what will be normal from now on. I will be on blood thinners for the rest of my life. I thank the lord everyday that I’m still here and still able to be mommy to my children and wife for my loving husband. I thank God every single day for my mom because we would be homeless without her help with kids so my husband could go to work.
So here is to second chances and to becoming a better Christian, Wife, Mother, Daughter and Person in general.❤️💙💜💚