By Sunday evening, I'd developed some nasty bruising on my body and worse, several painless "blood blisters" in my mouth. I've experienced plenty of weird symptoms due to low counts, so I was able to take these mouth issues in stride. At least they didn't hurt.
Not surprising, I needed platelets yesterday. My doctor took one look at my mouth and pronounced I had such-and-such. Sorry folks, I have so much cancer-related terminology clogging my brain, I let that one float up into the ether.
Tanked up on platelets, I returned home and promptly fell onto a deep sleep. This was no nap. Then it was bed by 9:30. Low counts equal low energy. Zzzzzzz.
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I got tanked up on platelets yesterday too. Sorry you had what'-it's-name. They probably weren't too concerned or else they wouldn't have sent you home.
I feel for you girl ... wish I could send you some healing.
rest rest rest- it is how the body heals and makes new cells
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