Our brains have a strange and very capable of allowing us to deal with almost anything that is thrown our way. Looking back a month or two before being diagnosed with chronic myeloid leukemia, I am now able to clearly see the signs that were right in front of me. Of course, my brain is very capable was able to create a perfectly logical for each of my symptoms explanation.
Probably one of the first symptoms that I noticed, and ignored, it was my spleen enormously inflated. I remember lying in my bed one night reading; I said to Joe, "You know, things do not appear here in the past." I do not feel like I could get comfortable and that "things" were piled on the side left side of the abdomen. below the left rib cage He felt close to the touch, but also just heard often, as the muscle would not hurt and most of the time did not even notice he was there. .
The second symptom I noticed is probably the fact that I was just a little more tired than usual. This symptom is easily dismissed because Joe and I are always in motion. Our feet hit the ground running every morning and do not stop until we go to bed. That coupled with the fact that I was soon to be 52, I just chalked it up to being tired, do too "old"!
The third symptom is that it seemed to have a little breathless when I danced. December was a busy month dance for us because we were getting ready to dance at the world championship UCWDC in Nashville Tennessee, the first week of January. In what year was the first year that I had never participated in anything in my life. We participated in the Pro / Am division and I was the Am. Dancing was something I wanted to do with my life and I finally started to learn to dance a few years ago. Joe and I met when I actually took a class that taught a dance convention and are now competing in the / h the pro category.
So back to my prolixity; We compete in eight dances and practice our routine, it is typical to go one after the other for the right time. I started running out of gas during practice several months before the World Cup. When I was competing, I was wondering what the elevation of Nashville was, as I was a little dance it winded. I do not know whether it was raising or my nerves, but I noticed that I was a bit out of breath after each dance. After the race in the world, we took a short break from practice; when we returned, I told Joe that I thought it was strange how quickly I became breathless. I had to stop to catch your breath between routines. I chalked that up to being out of shape, and being a slacker for the last three weeks. Of course, now I know that was a symptom of my leukemia. I took eighth place in my division in the world; but I know that if I had leukemia, I came first! And no, there were only eight in my division were twenty to four competitors.
Probably one of the first symptoms that I noticed, and ignored, it was my spleen enormously inflated. I remember lying in my bed one night reading; I said to Joe, "You know, things do not appear here in the past." I do not feel like I could get comfortable and that "things" were piled on the side left side of the abdomen. below the left rib cage He felt close to the touch, but also just heard often, as the muscle would not hurt and most of the time did not even notice he was there. .
The second symptom I noticed is probably the fact that I was just a little more tired than usual. This symptom is easily dismissed because Joe and I are always in motion. Our feet hit the ground running every morning and do not stop until we go to bed. That coupled with the fact that I was soon to be 52, I just chalked it up to being tired, do too "old"!
The third symptom is that it seemed to have a little breathless when I danced. December was a busy month dance for us because we were getting ready to dance at the world championship UCWDC in Nashville Tennessee, the first week of January. In what year was the first year that I had never participated in anything in my life. We participated in the Pro / Am division and I was the Am. Dancing was something I wanted to do with my life and I finally started to learn to dance a few years ago. Joe and I met when I actually took a class that taught a dance convention and are now competing in the / h the pro category.
So back to my prolixity; We compete in eight dances and practice our routine, it is typical to go one after the other for the right time. I started running out of gas during practice several months before the World Cup. When I was competing, I was wondering what the elevation of Nashville was, as I was a little dance it winded. I do not know whether it was raising or my nerves, but I noticed that I was a bit out of breath after each dance. After the race in the world, we took a short break from practice; when we returned, I told Joe that I thought it was strange how quickly I became breathless. I had to stop to catch your breath between routines. I chalked that up to being out of shape, and being a slacker for the last three weeks. Of course, now I know that was a symptom of my leukemia. I took eighth place in my division in the world; but I know that if I had leukemia, I came first! And no, there were only eight in my division were twenty to four competitors.
