So how do you tell your children that you have a blood disorder? How do you tell your children that they might have inherited this dreadful clotting disorder? How do you tell them that they are at an elevated risk to clot when other outside factors are involved?
It was hard. I did it. I did it and hated it. I still hate it.
I never knew my father. My time with my mother was limited to say the least and I never had any medical records from either of them. I know not where I got this disorder. My sister didn't inherit it. My daughter inherited it from me. It is not an easy thing to live with as every little twinge, shooting pain, throbbing pain you think "blood clot."
I have accepted this disorder and it's ramifications.
It's like living with a time bomb inside of you.
You never know when it will be detonated.
But, for my life and those who love me, I am grateful.