Hey all,
My name is Evan, and I think it's great that sufferers of DVT have found a place to meet and talk about their experiences. If such a place had existed when I had mine, it may have been an easier experience.
When I was 19 I was diagnosed with cancer. I had surgery to remove the tumor and I started my first round of chemotherapy. Things were going great until about a week after I finished my first round. I woke up one morning and my back was in excruciating pain. I couldn't stand up straight. I called the doctor and was told that it was just the chemo working on the tumor. So I lie in my bed for a few days in tremendous pain when I notice that my left calf is starting to swell a bit. This time when I call the doctor, they tell me to come in immediately.
After a very painful ultrasound, my doctor tells me that I have a blood clot in both legs that run from my ankles to my waist. He then tells me exactly what I needed to hear at that point: "This is the worst clot I've ever seen."
I am immediately started on Heparin, and am admitted to the cancer treatment center we have here in the city. The next week is pretty much a blur. I was loaded down with dilaudid every couple of hours. While I was in the hospital being treated for the clot, I also had to undergo my second round of chemotherapy...fun times. Again, this is all pretty fuzzy for me.
Suffice it to say, I did pull through in the end and I did beat the cancer. My haematologist did thousands of tests on me and figured out it was probably the cancer that started the clotting.
Immediately after my clot it was a very hard time for me. I was a major hypochondriac. I felt completely alone and that I would never be normal. I thought that because I couldn't drink alchohol that I could never socialize with my peers. It took me a long time to adjust.
So here I am, 9 years later, still kicking. I still take Warfarin every day. I will be on it my whole life because my veins are so damaged that if I stop taking it, I will clot again. I have a pretty bad case of post phlebetic syndrome, so I have to wear Venosan knee high stockings on both legs. If I don't wear my stockings my legs start to swell and they become quite painful.
Despite this, I am a very active person. I am a teacher so I'm on my feet all day. I ride my mountain bike every day during the summer. I play squash, badminton, and racquetball. My hope is that this story lets sufferers know that their lives can be relatively normal even if they take Warfarin.
If you have any questions for me, I would be more than willing to answer them.