It’s Like a Staycation, But With Needles!

This past week, my spleen once again mutinied and my platelets tanked. As a result, I was invited back to the fabulous Virginia Hospital Center. Unlike last time, I didn’t have to ride up to my room in a wheelchair and a backless gown, and was even allowed to go home and feed the cat and pack a bag before I checked in. So as you can see, it truly was like a mini vacation.

The Great Platelet Exodus Part II – Wherein I Expound upon the Evils of Steroids

After spending 2 ½ days as a “guest” of the fabulous Virginia Hospital Center, I was finally released to continue on my merry way. I left the hospital with my platelets boosted and a prescription for enough Prednisone to do to a horse whatever it is Prednisone would do to harm a horse. I’m sure I could research this and provide you with a pithy metaphor, but I like to encourage people to stretch their imaginations (and I’m too lazy to think of one right now).

The Great Platelet Exodus of 2010/2011

Eight months ago, I went to the doctor for a routine check-up/renewal of prescriptions and told her, off handedly “Hey, while I’m here, I have this weird rash all over that looks a little like burst blood vessels.” She says “hmmm, I have no idea what that might be, but let’s get a blood test.” So I go and give blood, get my prescriptions and go about my business…..