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My husband didn't sign up for this . . . .

I often find myself wondering if my husband is secretly upset that he married someone with a bleeding disorder .  I knew growing up that I had a bruising problem, but being that I wasn't diagnosed with Platelet Storage Pool Disorder until I was pregnant with my second child it wasn't something me and my husband had discussed at great lengths before getting married and having children.  I had never taken it into consideration how my disorder would and could affect my husband and the generations to come. I guess I should start from the beginning . . . . My husband and I met when he was finishing his last year at Chico State.  On my first time visiting him for the weekend, I woke up to an accidental elbow to the face.  To a normal person it was barely hard enough to leave a mark, but thanks to my wonderful bleeding disorder, I woke up with a black eye and a new boyfriend asking what the hell was wrong with me.  So very early into our relationship I had to explain that life wit