According to my blood doctor, things are dire and I could be at risk for bleeding. Having low platelets is not fun, because at 13,000, the doctors get really concerned. I feel fine and have no symptoms, but the doctor requests that I go to UW Labor and Delivery for an IVIG transfusion. This is where they slowly give me immunogobulins to increase my platelet count. I refuse and refuse, but say yes as the only say to get the doctor off the phone. I just don’t understand the gravity of the situation, and she is unable to relay any useful information, other than “you might bleed.” Tim doesn’t think I should go, and I take another blood test only to climb for a measly 15,000. So I call my insurance to find out that they don’t cover the procedure in an outpatient setting (the labor and delivery center) and pop in a steroid (the last treatment we tried that got my platelets skyrocket high). Still a little nervous for being disobedient to the best doctor in the blood field, and saying I will go and then not, I just stay home with Tim and have a regular evening.

36 weeks pregnant and still sweating at the gym.

36 weeks pregnant and still sweating at the gym.