Sometimes timing is funny. Today during reading I started feeling bad. It hit me like a mack truck. I was chilled, achy, congested, and having trouble breathing. Luckily, it was almost 2 o'clock so I knew I could push through to the end of the day. Just as we were starting to clean up, my phone rang and it was Dr. Olson. She was calling about the titers that had been drawn. When I answered she immediated changed her train of thought asking what's going on? Who's on top of it? Who's taking care of you? What are they doing? What's the plan? I had to smile. I finally convinced her that it literally just hit me and I was going to call right after school.
Back to the titers, the results showed that I am IGg immune deficient, but she and Dr. Katial do not think IVIg is the right treatment for me. The news was a tough blow. I had been pretty hopeful that IVIg could be my white knight. Dr. Thompson later explained that IVIg is made from the proteins from the blood from 30 different donors and it's a gamble how the body will react to it each time it is given. He was concerned that my body would not respond to it well. He didn't think the risk was worth the possible benefit. What a bummer.
