Thursday, January 27, 2011

Sometimes I wish that I knew someone who had a blood clot(s) in their leg.  Not so they have to experience the pain that I had in those early stages, but someone to trade stories with.

After the ultrasound, my leg has been acting really weird.  I have told my dad multiple times that it's like I can feel the blood clot there, moving about.  I know this sounds absolutely nuts, which I completely understand.  But it's a feeling that is so hard to describe and yet I want to be certain that it means nothing.  Sometimes there are little hints of pain but I'm figuring that's because my leg is getting used to being in motion again.

If I knew someone my age with blood clots in the same place as me, I would be able to ask them if they had the same feelings.  I honestly don't think it's anything other then the muscle and calf getting used to being in use after a month of being inactive, but it's still a very odd sensation that I wish would go away.  I have kept up with my medicine, I have been drinking more water then a normal human being should ever has in their system and doing everything that I was told would make this bad boy go away. 

Now I'm just crossing my fingers that the awareness of the blood clot goes away.  This whole thing probably makes zero sense to all that reads this blog, but in my head it's about as sane as everyone wanting summer now.  Bad analogy but I couldn't think of anything that is truly sane.

XOXOX

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