K has been diagnosed with vasculitis. Sunday afternoon she was fine, Sunday evening her lower legs were covered in red dots and welts. Thinking it was an allergic reaction to something, I gave her some benedryl and assumed whatever it was would be gone by morning. It wasn't and our regular doc is on vacation. We went to the walk-in clinic and saw a nice guy who told us what it was and said it could be basically nothing or "something very bad." They took blood and urine from her and now we've been waiting for the results of those tests.
I'm trying very hard not to freak the fuck out. Usually, I'm the most calm person in the world. Even when I had a leukemia scare about a decade ago, I was perfectly calm and took the attitude "don't worry until you know for sure there is something to worry about." That is usually my motto.
Of course, that was me, not her.
The brave faced, tough chick mask that I wear is not holding up so well right now. I just hope it turns out to be nothing and I'll be able to laugh at how frightened I was.
Why aren't they calling back??????
5 comments:
Oh sweetie!
*hugs for you and K* If you need to vent, shout, scream, whatever - er..electronically.. You know where I am.
I'll do my little thing over here, if you like, candles etc.. *more hugs*
Thanks Jodi. Much appreciated. Things have gotten worse. Another appointment today. We'll see what happens.
Crappity. Give her my best wishes.
Will do!
Not good, at all. :(
Will keep her in my thoughts and prayers, sweetie!
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