A Touch of Scarlett, our journey with a rare bleeding disorder

I see the way that you are looking, at these bruises that cover me. But there's so much more to the story, that you just don't see. They say that I have a bleeding disorder, and that my Momma has it too. They are always telling me, the things I cannot do. They tell me to be easy, be careful,  always watch my step. . . filling my life with NO'S and even some regret. I don't always get to play with the others, my Mom says they're being too rough. But sitting out on the sidelines, can sometimes really be tough. Written by, Kari Peepe pspdaware@gmail.com www.pspdaware.com ©KariPeepe/atouchofscarlett.blogspot.com http://atouchofscarlett.blogspot.com

As Scarlett's Kindergarten year comes to a close . . . we are being forced to re-evaluate everything that has happened over the last year involving Scarlett's safety and are proven to be at the mercy of her bleeding disorder once again. . . Over the course of her first year in Elementary school (and being away from family breathing down her neck) she hit her head 3x within the first 3 months of school and her Dad and I decided to pull her from any climbing in the Kindergarten yard.  She's gone through the most of her first year in Elementary School not being able to play like the other children, only able to use the play structure for the monkey bars and the slide. Several different situations through out the year have slowly led us up to the point where we are at today, but when she came home last week with a huge bruise on her chin, (that had a scab, so it had to have bled at school) . . . and nobody, not even Scarlett had an explanation as to how it got there. . .  we