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One of the symptoms I've had now for years is cold hands and feet. It's not just randomly when I'm outside in snowy weather, but it was constant. I also thoroughly enjoyed putting my freezing hands on my husband to shock him or make him jump at times. Well, no longer can I do that.
I had surgery to check blood flow again in my abdomen and pelvis and then a venous stent was placed in my iliac vein early this afternoon for my May-Thurner compression (see the above picture). I was completely put under with anesthesia and had to stay laying down afterwards for 4 hours to prevent a blood clot. When they finally were able to get my pain under control and I was allowed to change out of the hospital gown, I sat in the wheelchair waiting to be discharged. This is when it hit me. I looked down and couldn't stop making fists because I realized my hands felt warm. The same hands that had played the cruel joke on C so often. I told my aunt about it and then burst into tears. Tears of joy.
I am now back at my aunt & uncle's house. The surgery did go well, and we were so impressed with the hospital and the care I received by everyone. I am in a lot of pain, which was to be expected, but I would say the warm hands are a very good sign :) I know so many of you have been praying so I wanted to give a little update.
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Praise God! May He continue to give you little glimpses of hope and some relief.
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