Saturday, August 6, 2011


That was my hemoglobin result from my Wednesday blood test. The previous week it was 9.3. You would think that extra percentage wouldn't mean anything. But the difference in my energy level from last week to this one is striking, so like my son would say, numbers do matter.

(Quick note - hemoglobin is the protein in red blood cells that carry oxygen from the lung to the brain and other mostly useful body parts. Normal for me is 12.1, so I'm a lot low.)

The following is what happens when you don't have enough of it:

Your brain, deprived of oxygen, takes at least a week to think something simple like a blog post. You might just randomly post pretty much what everybody sends to you. Not that I would do that because I get some pretty crappy "did you hear about my new site that will help me make a buck off the backs of cancer patient?" emails.... but it's taking me forever to even think how to finish this thought, so I give up. Brain - oxygen = blank.

I get completely breathless when going from bed to refrigerator. It doesn't stop me, because the Coffee Heath Bar Crunch ice cream is in there, and its call is most powerful. But by the time I open the freezer door, I'm puffing like a 95 year old women who spent her life smoking unfiltered Camels. Then I get so winded eating 1/3 of the container (400 calories according to my calculations) that I have to shuffle back to bed to go sleep it off. When I wake up, of course, I'm drenched and steaming due to daytime nap night sweats, so I have to drag myself to the freezer again to cool off.

Life is difficult right now, mostly because my local store keeps running out of Coffee Heath Bar Crunch.

Once I had to resort to Vanilla Heath Bar Crunch, which is not the same.  At all.

My lungs aren't the only organs gasping for air. I read a great breast cancer story about a woman who had craving for lettuce, eating four heads a day, which helped her puzzled husband diagnose her breast cancer. There was this fantastic quote,

"It’s only now that I realise my body was making me eat lettuce to combat the cancer," Elsie, now 59, told the Daily Mail. "It was like my body was trying to cure itself."

Now, normally I would have a field day (ha ha) with the thought of lettuce diagnosing cancer, and somebody's body making them eat it "for the cure", (don't sue me Komen) but all I can think of right now is I hope Coffee Health Bar Crunch can't do the same type of diagnostic thing, or I'm in much worse trouble than I thought.



  1. You still make me smile.... rest and heal and I'll be awaiting your next results...

  2. Rest? Gotta take the kid clothes shopping! And, work. :)

  3. OH, but wouldn't it be wonderful if Coffee Heath Bar Ice Cream WAS the cure???

  4. Love your posting. Hang in there -- and have some more Coffee Heath Bar Crunch ice cream; you deserve it!

  5. I had very low hemoglobin as the result of...well forget it, it is too convoluted...but what I do know is the heaving breathlessness, the utter flacidity, the celery-that-has-been-in-the-fridge-far-too-long-and-limp-isn't-even-the-word-for-it- feeling. I actually went up stairs by sitting on each step and then kind of crawling up to the next one. Then I reached an armchair and remained immobile and asleep for the rest of the day(s). Even crunch bar would not have helped one bit. What did help was a bunch of blood transfusions which are not as tasty but did the trick.

  6. YES eat more Coffee Heath Bar Crunch ice cream
    You sure do deserve it!
    I hope to be more of a regular after my BMX tomorrow.
    So many many tests.
    Hang in there

    Debbi ~

  7. Ann,
    So sorry you are feeling so tired and breathless. I'm glad you enjoy your ice cream! We have to enjoy those simple pleasures don't we? I have discovered the Heath Bar Crunch flavor Klondike bars this summer! They are pretty tasty too, and much easier for me to control my portion size. Of course, it is tempting to have two...


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