As I sit down to write this I am again riddled with guilt . . . As I walked in the door this evening after a long day I was met at the door with a crying Scarlett sitting on the couch. She had just bumped her chin on the stool and already had a familiar bump forming on her lower chin. As soon as she saw me, she got that look in her eyes. . That look that screamed please don't give me my nose spray/medicine. I calmly walked over assuring her that I would let her put ice on it for a few minutes first to see what happened. . . Within a few minutes the bruise was getting bigger and darker and starting to swell. I looked at my husband and looked at my daughter and just wanted to break down. I HATE THAT IT'S MY CALL. . that I have to be the bad guy, the one that has to convince her its worth it (half the time not even feeling secure with the fact that I'm giving it to her myself). My husband never feels confident with making the final call and has always ...
We are here to share our story and spread awareness of this rare bleeding disorder called PLATELET STORAGE POOL DISORDER . . . . .