Monday, May 11, 2009

Sixteen

Sixteen. The number of vials of blood that was taken from me today to be tested. Thrombosis is not a new word in my vocabulary. I've seen those commercials about deep vein thrombosis that people get from sitting too long. You know the ones, where the guy is on the airplane too long. What does that have to do with the loss of my baby? Apparently, maybe more than I could imagine and maybe not. We'll have to find out when the results of those 16 vials come back.

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