In something like March I was placed on Iron Supplements because my hemoglobin was a little low. For women it’s suppose to be in the 12-15 range. But mine was off a little.
Then in seemingly unrelated news, in early April. I had a bad night. I thought I was just dehydrated severely, because I had really bad diarrhea. But “whatever the cause” I passed out twice. Once while actually sitting down. Full on blacked out and came to only after landing hard both times. I rehydrated and took it easy the next couple of days, but went about my business. Oh and my stool was black, but iron supplements do that, ya know? Anyway, I had a doctor’s appointment in about a week and a half, I’d report all this then. Couldn’t get in any sooner. Nothing to fuss over.
But like those two passing out spells really knocked it out of me. I was so fatigued. And could hardly catch my breath. But like I’m a fat chick and I’m always winded and the weather was nice so I was trying to be more active. Walking more. And well, fatigue is like an everyday thing with me. This was more than usual, but I had just had a really bad health night so… Anyway I was seeing my doctor soon. It would all get squared away.
So the big doctor day came. I filled her in on all that and also my history or chronic loose stools that I thought had led to me passing out a week and a half prior. She took all this in and it sort of made sense. But she wanted some blood tests. She needed to check on my hemoglobin anyway because I’d been on the iron for about a month and she wanted to see how that was going. So I left the office with a new appointment for in a month, and went down the hall to the lab to get my blood drawn. Thought nothing more of it. And went home.
That night, right as I was crawling into bed at 10PM my phone rang. It was my doctor’s office. I needed to go ASAP to the hospital, no I couldn’t drive myself, my hemoglobin was at 6.8 and I needed a blood transfusion or two (hint I got 2) and they needed to find out why I was literally bleeding to death.
Anyway, to speed this up. 3 days, many tests, and lots of drawing blood and transfusioning blood later, I was sent home with the knowledge that the blood was coming from polyps in my stomach that had ruptured (and were treated), and my hemoglobin was back up to 9 something. Also my antacid for my acid reflux was changed out to a protonix, that both helps with reflux, but will help prevent my stomach from bleeding anymore (laughs). Oh, and I’m up to twice a day Iron Supplements because my hemoglobin is really low now. But not dangerously low like it was.
so I take my meds like a good girl. I go to the follow up appointment like a good girl. I almost punch my doctor in the face like a good girl. (long story) I schedule an appointment for another month out. This one was for this past Wednesday. So like mid June.
The Thursday before that appointment I wake up, go to the bathroom, and am greeted by the very obvious signs that I’m bleeding again. I sigh, email my boss, and get my husband to drop me off at the Emergency Room. They check my hemoglobin, sure enough, in the span of about 6 hours it went from 8 something to 7 something to 6 something. I wasn’t just loosing blood, I was loosing it fast. Or had lost it fast, because they can’t find where it’s coming from. This was the same hospital. They had my history from my previous stay and are affiliated with my doctor’s office so they have my full work up. They knew where to look first. No sign of bleeding anywhere, other than, you know, the obvious blood loss. So 2 more blood transfusions and they send me home. Only this time I also got what’s called and iron infusion. Which is basically the supplement liquified, tons of it, straight to the vein.
So here I am with the explanation that GI bleeds frequently heal themselves and I shouldn’t worry. And oh by the way, the iron infusion I got at the hospital, and the second one I got as outpatient Friday, will make it look like I’m bleeding again, but I shouldn’t worry. I know what symptoms to watch for when my hemoglobin is dangerously near death low, right? Right. But I probably won’t start bleeding again. I mean why would I?
*turns and looks at the camera*