Today's blood test came back with an INR of 2.2 meaning the Warfarin is at a therapeutic level in my blood, which also means no more Enoxaparin shots in the belly. Yaay!

Yet, I'm distracted.

So far I've written just over a page on Chapter 15.

Not a lot, but you see I'm distracted.

CALL 911 IMMEDIATELY IF YOU EXPERIENCE ANY OF THE FOLLOWING:

Severe and extraordinary,

• Chest Pain
  Shortness of Breath
  Dizziness
  Headache
  

Any of the above means the blood clot or a piece of it has dislodged and moved to my heart, lungs, or brain, which normally results in DEATH or a close proximity thereto.

I'm just a bit distracted.

I've seen death by embolism. It is not a pretty sight.

Of course, death by anything isn't something you want to see, but an embolism lodged in a critical artery is not something anyone wants. It's surprising how quickly tissue death occurs, followed by organ death, followed by the Big D.

Chances of this happening are pretty slim. The percentage of people experiencing embolic death once treatment has begun is fairly negligible, but it's still out there.

It's a distraction to go from being fairly healthy to having a death threatening condition.

Maybe I should concentrate on what my GP said, "If you're going to have a DVT, yours is in the correct vein. There are more dangerous veins." That's encouraging in a way, sort of, but the way life has been going lately, I'm having a little difficulty being encouraged.

So, I end up being distracted.