Today will be a long day for me. This is not because I have to do anything special. It's because I'm staring at my son's blood test results and they are not right.
I have a love/hate relationship with the Brazilian method of patients bringing blood test results to the doctors. The results stare you in the face for days before someone translates them. You think you have cancer and it turns out you are just constipated.
Do they really need to do that to you?!
So my youngest's blood test is a bit off. A very sweet friend of mine on Twitter took a general look at them and said its probably anemia and a cold/infection. I figured that too. It is rational and most likely the reason.
Then comes in Google. Freaking google and it's extensive searching mechanisms. Now my irrational brain is convinced that he has acute lymphoblastic leukemia. No his platelet count is not low, but I also found out that they can be in the normal range in 17.8% of the cases.
Damn kick ass researching skills! I think they should add disclaimers when handing over results with some variation from the norm. Something like: "No one is dying. Nothing here is really that serious. And no you do not need to call your doctor at 7am. Office hours will be fine!"
I forgot to mention the blood in his urine. What 2 year old boy has blood in his urine?!
And while my double personality disorder continues to develop as my mind jumps from rational to crazy hypochondriac, my 2 yr old is playing like normal.
I'm positive that I'm going to bring the results in to the doctor this afternoon, slightly freaking out over what he may say, only to get a prescription for iron and vitamin C.
Then I'll feel like an ass. That goes double because I'm sharing my craziness with all of you.
Then again, assness is the far lesser evil!