Monday, July 12, 2010

Careful what you wish for...

Just this morning I was wishing I had something exciting to blog about since things have been a bit on the slow side here. Curse the thought. Boring is good--boring is our friend. When will I learn.

Soooo, I was innocently making a late lunch in the kitchen when I coughed and felt an all too familiar flutter in my throat. Yep, my old nemesis hemoptosis (bleeding from my lungs) started. Seriously, I was planning on calling the clinic today to set up an appointment for next week to show them how good I was doing. I haven't been to clinic since October so when I call in for refills , I have to keep promising to make an appointment soon.

Since my lung embolization at the end of 2008, I haven't had any serious bleeding issues--just a few streaks here or there, no biggie. So today's nonsense threw me for an emotional loop. It's been so nice not feeling like there's a time bomb ready to go off in your chest any minute. And I realize that this wasn't nearly as bad as the times that put me in ICU...but it is the principle of the thing. I wanted my lungs to realize that bleeding was no longer an acceptable way of acting out.

Now I got fast-tracked into clinic on Wednesday and I'm sure I will be sporting an iv at the end of it. I know I shouldn't be complaining since last year I would have killed to have gone longer than 2 to 3 weeks between iv's--what I lovingly call the Debacle of 2009. I just wanted my mini-miracle to last a little longer, say like forever maybe. For now I guess I will have to be happy with a round of iv's and then hope for a mini-miracle sequel. That would be a good thing to wish for!


  1. Oh no! Hope your clinic visit goes well and you are mending soon!

  2. Sherri, we don't want that kind of excitement! Keep wishing for that sequel! Love ya!

  3. Hoping you can avoid another debacle!