Bloody Saturday

I hope you all had a good weekend. For those of you being hit my the hurricane or have family and friends in those affected areas, my prayers and heart go out to you.

No real kntting news at the moment. I have a major deadline coming up that is causing me to knit like crazy. This past weekend was supposed to be a productive one in which I had hoped to get a large chunk of my knitting project done. But instead I got to spend six hours in the hospital doing this:

"Does this blood make my butt look fat?"

Yes, that is a bag of "REAL" human blood you are looking at. My hemoglobin number was extremely low. So I had to get a blood transfusion. How low was my hemoglobin? It was 5.6. To give you an idea of just how low that number is, the average adult's hemoglobin hovers between 12 to 18. Most people would pass out or be close to death with numbers that low, but since I normally run on the low side it only makes me feel a bit sluggish when I get that low.

So, I got to spend six fun-filled hours sucking down two bags of blood. Yes, I did manage to do some knitting to pass the time, but it is very difficult to knit with a IV needle stuck into the area where your arm bends.

The upside is that I got to have lunch served to me during my transfusion. (Did I ever mention to you just how much I love hospital food? Yes, I'm weird, but you already knew that.)

Now I am happy to say that my hemoglobin numbers are back up to my normal standard am I back knitting at full speed.

"We wants it. We wants the Precious. . . ."

Edward Cullen makes taking someone else's blood look way cooler then it actually is.

(And, yes, the IV hurts when they first put it in, but its the removal of the tape when it's all over that's murder!)

Top Ten Reason Why Sickle Cell Sucks Balls

As I am laying here waiting for my drugs to kick in I can't help but to think about just how much I hate having Sickle Cell Anemia. I know, I should be grateful that it's not something worse. I should be thankful that I have a full head of hair and not have cancer that would cause it to all fall out due to treatment. And yes, I am thankful I don't have any STD, because the thought of carrying that kind of luggage and not being able to have sex, well. . . I would just recommend to everyone to start buying stock in the sex toy industry because I would blow their sells through the roof.

Yes, I am thankful that things are not worse, but that doesn't stop me from getting pissed off at what I do have to face. So, here are my top ten reasons why Sickle Cell Disease sucks balls:

10. Because stupid people keep calling it a 'black' disease when it affects people of ALL colors and races. (Diseases don't racial profile, only people do!)

9. Because doctors always assume I'm a drug addict because of how much I know about pain killers. I only know about them because I need them to survive!

8. Because a Sickle Cell crisis always happens at the worst time- like two days before graduation or the night before my wedding.

7. Because once you say the word 'disease', even the cute guy's flunky ugly friend doesn't want to date you.

6. Because no body likes the 'sick kid' on their team.

5. Because even though Sickle Cell is one of the oldest diseases known to men it is also the most ignored. No Awareness + No Funding= No Cure

4. Because I will never be able to  see Paris due to the fact that my body can't handle the flight without going into a crisis.

3. Because IV's and blood transfusion bags never look good on anyone.

2. Because I hate the look of frustration and anger on my Boy Toy's face because he knows there is nothing he can do to take my pain away.

1. Because I can't knit when I'm in this much pain!!!!