Fill 'Er Up!

After mixed signals, lack of communication and simply making mistakes I get more blood......plump red cells and juicy platelets....yummy!  I go to the hospital in the morning and get to spend my day getting pumped up; this makes me very pleased because I've been soooooo tired yet can't sleep, short of breath and bones so painful due to lack of RBC's and WBC's.  My poor spleen is so swollen and sore from trying to keep up the pace that I keep listing to my right side to relieve the pressure only to look like a sinking ship.

Seems Dr. B set the transfusion ball in motion the same day I spoke with his office but the infusion center dropped me between the paperwork cracks.  When Dr. B's rep called to see how I was feeling after my transfusions imagine her surprise (and mine, too) that I'd not even gotten called to set it up.  She was with Dr. B when he made the order on the 8th. (he said he trusted my judgment and apparently he agreed with my idea of  some transfusions to aid in my healing process.)  This order was made because it might take up to 2 months, rather than 20 days, to get government okay for the PET scan.

After reviewing my blood results of Dec 2nd, Dr. C's partner gave me the option of going in today or Saturday.  I opted for the later because by the time this all got straightened out it was already after 3 PM and I'd end up not getting done until maybe 2 AM.  After all this silliness, what's one more day?  So while you are doing your weekend goof-off stuff I'll be trying get some color back into my cheeks.  By Sunday morning I should be feeling like I can finally walk and breathe simultaneously. I pray these transfusions put me back into some semblance of normal blood counts; it's been a long time.

When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and Think of Things, you find sometimes that a Thing which seemed very Thingish inside you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it.
-- Winnie the Pooh