Today I'm really starting to second guess everything. What am I doing here if these doctors aren't going to treat me? Why won't they treat me? What's going on? Why haven't I heard from Dr. Olson or Dr. Raghavan? Why are the nurses the only ones who seem concerned about me getting better & not just surviving? My gosh this is simply unbelievable!
My H&H level has dropped a tiny bit again. Today it is 8.0. I guess I'm officially surviving on half the amount of blood that should be pumping through my veins right now. That should explain why I feel so crummy. I've also started swelling even more than yesterday, actually a lot more. My hands and arms are now at least twice their normal size. The nurse said it's from the high rate that they're pushing the fluids. She's keeping a close watch on my lungs to make sure it doesn't lead to other problems.
I'm at the point now where I just want out of here. If they're not going to help me get better, then I'd so much rather be home. The thing is, I've started thinking about the long term effects of this setback. If they don't give me the transfusion I need to get me back on my feet and help my body to recuperate, how much harder will it be for me to get back on my own. I mean, let's face it, it's not like I was on the fast track to recovery before this bump. My body is struggling to fight. I don't need any additional obstacles. I want to work in December. If treating me now would make that possible, I need to fight for it. The thing is, I'm exhausted.... and feeling so defeated. It's clear that these doctors are clueless and apparently scared or unwilling to do more than bandaid me. I need help and I don't know how to get it. I am here, in the hospital, just trying to hold on. How do I fight through this.
