My body officially hates my guts. Not only do I have all these back problems, but now I found out I have a blood clot in my lower leg. I flew back to Germany last Friday. 7 and a half hour flight. Got up once to piss and that was it. I'd never had problems before and I've done 10 hour flights without getting up. But this one was the kicker I suppose. As soon as I got off the plane, my leg cramped up and both legs swelled. And when the pain in my left leg didn't go away by Tuesday, I made an appointment for this Thursday. The doctor called me that same day when he saw what the appointment was for. He had me go get an ultrasound on my legs to check for DVT (deep vein thrombosis.)

Okay, this bitch not only ignored everything I said, but didn't even scan my calf, which is where the pain is. She scanned the inside of my thighs and told me that DVTs ONLY HAPPEN IN THE THIGH. This is bullshit. They thought I had one in my arm a few months ago. My friend's wife had one in her arm the month before that. So that entire ultrasound was useless.

I went in to my doctor's office and told him what happened. And after examining my leg in person he said he was 100% sure it was a blood clot and scheduled me another ultrasound with a German doctor that I saw last time. My doctor on post, in the mean time, started treating me for a blood clot. I'm currently taking blood thinners and having to self inject anticoagulant twice a day. Plus, he changed my birth control and a long list of symptoms that I should go to the hospital for and the number for a Coumatin Clinic.

Today, I went and saw the new ultrasound doctor. They took my blood and did an ultrasound. The blood test came back positive for a clot (which I have no idea how or what they test for) but the doctor couldn't see anything on the ultrasound that looked like a clot. Which means it's definitely not a deep vein but still an important enough vein to cause problems. This whole process just seems so overwhelming and came at the worst time.

I called the Coumatin Clinic today as well. This is where I hit my breaking point. The reality of the situation and the stress hit me really fast. I spent a 30 minute conversation with the people at the clinic. For the next 3 to 6 months, I have to get my finger pricked twice a week to test my blood thickness. It's called the INR Range. Most people's are a 1. The clinic wants blood clot sufferers between a 2 and 3. Below 2, the blood is too thick. And risk of another clot increases. Above 3, blood is too thin and the risk of me bleeding out is dangerous. Essentially, for the next 3 to 6 months my body will be completely regulated based on these tests. The amount of Coumatin I'll be taking will fluctuate depending on my INR Range.

Because of the sensitivity of the medicine and the INR range, I can't drink any alcohol. I have a whole list of foods that I have to moderate or eat more of. I can't travel anywhere for more than a few days and when I do I have to notify the people at the clinic. If I miss a pill or more than one, I risk sending myself to the hospital. Plus, they doubled my blood thinner dose for the next couple days and I feel like absolute crap.