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We need to fix this!
I finally admitted that I was bleeding to death , the dream of having another baby was gone. I was bleeding every day more and heavier. the Dr. I chose for the hysterectomy told me afterwards that he had to give me 2 units of blood, and that I was lucky to be alive. Thank you blood donors, I also continue to donate my blood. I know how it saves lives.
Selfless Giving Saves Lives
In December 2011, I was diagnosed with large diffuse B-cell non-hodgkins lymphoma and spent 6 months in and out of the hospital with 5 consecutive days of a constant chemo drip. The chemotherapy was increased 20% with each treatment. By the middle of my treatment, the medications were so strong, I needed to two blood transfusions.
I am so blessed and grateful for those who gave selflessly. Your blood donations helped save my life. I've been a lifetime donor myself. Here I am today, just a few short years into my remission and I'm well enough to donate again! Thank you all! God Bless!
I was home with my 10 day old when I began to bleed. He was my first child and I knew bleeding was possible. I didn't think much of it until the bleeding didn't stop and became much heavier.
My husband rushed me to the ER where I passed out as they began to work on me. Due to the postpartum hemorrhage, my hemoglobin was so low they could barely test it. I was given O negative transfusion immediately. I also needed to have a procedure to stop the bleeding and clotting.
It was an experience I didn't know the severity of until after. But, it was comforting to know that during the whole ordeal there was blood available when needed. It saved my life and allowed me to go home to my precious baby boy and family.
My wife and I were involved on a fatal car collision in Dec. 2012. The driver of another vehicle crossed the center line and struck our vehicle head on causing our vehicle to flip and land on it's top. When we collided it crushed my feet, broke both of my legs and crushed one of my vertebra. After Several surgeries and receiving 7 units of blood, I am truly thankful for the Doctors who were able to put me back together (some what), the wonderful people who have decided to donate blood (life) and My Savior (God Almighty!). Without all of you my wife and I would not be able to celebrate life as we know it today. My lovely wife came out of the accident very lucky with a slight head injury and severe bruising, but we both believe it was all Divine Intervention!!!!!!!!! Before the accident I gave a few times a year and I will continue to donate blood a few times a year. The donations we can provide to the Red Cross is truly a donation of Life.
Autoimmune Hemolytic Anemia SUCCESS STORY!
After a trip to Las Vegas, I was feeling nauseous and lethargic. The next day, I went to my favorite workout class and found I could barely perform the warm-up. My legs felt like I had just run a hard race, and I knew something was not right.
I drove to the urgent care, and after a blood test, I was told I had jaundice and needed to go to the hospital. What I thought was a bad hangover turned into something way more serious. My mother drove me to the hospital, where the doctors told me my hemoglobin levels were so low I shouldn't be walking- 4.9g. They immediately told me I needed a transfusion to get my red blood count up, but they didn't know why it was so low. A whirlwind first night showed my antibodies were attacking my red blood cells, making me weak and dizzy.
I was diagnosed with idiopathic autoimmune hemolytic anemia (AIHA), a blood disorder with no direct known cause. It sometimes appears in people with other health issues like lupus, but I did not have any underlying illnesses. Over the course of two weeks, I received 14 units of donated blood from the Red Cross, and with the help of some very powerful steroids and the immunosuppressant drug Rituxan, I made a full recovery. My antibodies made matching the blood donations difficult, but the Red Cross did have matches!
As a prior blood donor, I knew the importance of donating, but now I have a life-changing perspective and appreciation for the Red Cross and its mission. Thank you to each donor that helped save my life, for without your blood, I could not have survived.
I am a Zebra....
To quote the Primary Immune Deficiency Foundation website, “There is an old saying. In medical school, many doctors learn the saying, “when you hear hoof beats, think horses, not zebras” and they are taught to focus on the likeliest possibilities when making a diagnosis, not the unusual ones. However, sometimes physicians need to look for a zebra.”
I am a 48 year old zebra. For most of my adult life I suffered with chronic bladder, throat and respritory infections because I do not make normal amounts of Immunoglobulin G (IgG). Some studies show that 1 person in 50,000 people have my same diagnosis. After seeing over 30 specialists, over 15 years I finally received the diagnosis of Hypogammaglobulinemia. For the last 3 years I have received immunoglobulin replacement therapy twice a week. This is a sub q immunoglobulin therapy which I infuse into my legs under the skin twice a week. The body does not store Immunoglobulin replacement so I will need this therapy for the REST of MY LIFE to avoid infections and it takes blood from 1000 DONORS for one treatment! I work full-time and as a 2nd job I teach art and paint murals. I have a normal full life and most people do not know I am sick because of blood donors!
THANK YOU Red Cross for your blood drives because of YOUR WORK I can live!
(If you would like a video of my infusion therapy please let me know I will be happy to send one."
My son's battle with cancer
My son, Chase, was diagnosed on 9/18/2013 with a Stage 3 Anaplastic Ependymoma, Brain Cancer. He survived an 8 hour surgery to remove the tumor the next day. During the surgery, he needed a blood transfusion and because of wonderful people who donate, they had his blood type on hand. Thankfully, he had a successful surgery and it has now been 16 months since there was any evidence of disease!
Transfusion gives mom of 4 new life in the delivery room
About 5 years ago, I learned I was pregnant with my fourth child. My previous pregnancies had been uneventful, but this one would prove very different. In my 2nd trimester, my doctor told me I had placenta previa. He soon put me on bed rest because of the danger of hemorrhaging. In fact, previa patients are at such risk that some units of blood were reserved at the hospital for me, just in case. Little did I know how much I would need them. In the wee hours of a snowy February night, I began to hemorrhage at 35 weeks. I was rushed into surgery for an emergency C-section. But after the delivery, while still in the operating room, I continued to bleed, eventually requiring a second surgery and 8 units of blood to keep me alive (I've been told the human body holds about 10 units). Fortunately, my hospital's blood bank had enough available. That blood, and the generous donors who gave it, helped save my life. It was a gift not only to me, but also to my husband, our three boys, and the little girl who was born that night.
Thank you to all blood donors!
My 68 year old mother is currently in ICU. She received a small blood transfusion today for a hemoglobin deficiency. When they brought the bag in, it hit me that that is someone's blood. They gave that so that someone who needed it could be healthy. It really moved me and now I'm going to try and get to a local blood drive today and donate, along with my sister and niece!
a reflection filled with gratitude.
As I lay on the table in interventional radiology, I had to remind myself that I had already delivered a healthy baby boy, Theo. Although partially sedated, I knew I was thirsty and my body was tired, but I wasn't sure what was taking place during this procedure. I just remember looking up at the lights thinking this must be a dream. No, it's not- this is really happening. As my thoughts continued to drift during the three hour procedure, I found myself looking over and seeing a friendly looking man in an apron coming back in the room- who is that person? Why was he back? What is that he is carrying? Why are they reading aloud my stats? Wait a minute. He's from the blood bank- how much blood am I getting? What is really going on?
Fast forward a few hours and I'm in the ICU. Everything was going well. Interventional radiology was a success. I was stable, but they were still monitoring me very closely.
All of a sudden a swarm of nurses and physicians are in my room, they are very calmly and deftly telling me about my situation and next steps. As they comb my body for additional veins, I see tables being set up outside my room with igloo containers of blood. At this point, I realize how grave my situation is and again, reminding myself this is really happening.
When my husband and I arrived at UCSF on October 7 to deliver my second child, I never imagined the series of events that would transpire. My pregnancy was totally normal and I had very few side effects. As we drove in that morning, I was really hoping to be home in three days as I have a toddler at home and I didn't want to be away from him for too long.
As I awoke from my emergency c-section, I met my beautiful son as the doctor shared that we may need to do a hysterectomy due to bleeding. They were going to do all they could to prevent that from happening, but I was experiencing atony, or continuous bleeding postpartum.
I really wasn't expecting this to happen. What was atony? I hadn't heard of that before. And then they requested approval for a blood transfusion. I had donated a few times myself, but really had not envisioned myself as a recipient- and again, now?
In the spam of twelve hours, I welcomed a beautiful baby boy to the world and received 30 bags of blood- 26 bags of blood and four bags of platelets. I was cared for by an exceptional team of nurses and physicians and am so grateful to all of the blood donors who aided in my recovery. Without their generosity, I wouldn't be here today to celebrate all of the amazing moments with my children, husband, family and friends. Life is so precious and the gift of blood that I received saved my life. Words cannot fully express my gratitude, but please know how grateful I am to all of the blood and platelet donors who selflessly donate to help others.
This weekend, we celebrate Theo's four month birthday and there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about my experience, and the gratitude I have for each moment.
Now as I look back at myself on the table in interventional radiology, I remember every single thing that happened that day- all the people who helped me, and I smile. I made it and I am so lucky.
(I've attached a photo of my family: husband, Tim, Henry (2.5), Theo (six weeks).