It was sudden and serious. Very serious. A badly swollen foot and a series of tests at a local hospital revealed a sizable blood clot in a leg. A CT scan indicated a piece of the clot had broken off and reached my lungs, perched on a blood vessel close to my heart.
This was dangerous.
By Sunday morning, we were in a major medical center in New York City, I was on blood thinners and it was made clear to us that this was touch and go. Twenty-four long hours later, what they called an “umbrella” was passed through a vein in my leg to the abdominal cavity. The umbrella was opened and provided a net to catch any future clots. Within days, the blood thinner had stopped the clot in my chest. The crisis seemed to end, and a new phase had begun. There’s a lot to figure out for the future.
This had nothing to do with the stem cell clinical trial. It probably was caused by too many hours sitting in one position at the computer. The trial goes on and my determination to get over this goes on with it.
One doctor commented that I was pulled back from the brink. Staring mortality in the face is frightening. I believe that things will work out. It leaves me with a lot to think about in my life.