I haven’t blogged in a while, and I always used the excuse that I’m too busy. I have too much schoolwork to do, I have to go to the gym, I have meetings to attend, blah, blah, blah. But, now that I’m home for winter break, I no longer have excuses not to blog. And yet I haven’t been doing it. Instead, I’ve been binge-watching Gossip Girl, scrolling through Buzzfeed, and reading articles on Thought Catalog that remind me I should be blogging. So here I am, once again attempting to get back into the swing of things. But, there’s a glaring reason why I absolutely without a doubt must get back to writing. Come February 1st, I will be boarding a plane to the Czech Republic and studying abroad for four months. I plan to document everything.
After I headed home for winter break, I started researching the culture of the Czech Republic to begin preparing for my trip. I even downloaded an app to hear a “Czech Word of the Day.” I know about five words now. It’s a start.
Then the unthinkable happened. Last weekend, I went to the ER after such intense pain on the right side of my back and discovered that I had suffered a pulmonary embolism. There isn’t just one blood clot in my lungs. There’s multiple. Hearing this news as I sat in the ER, my first thought was, “Will I be able to study abroad?” I was afraid to hear the answer.
Thankfully, the doctors said yes. By February 1st, I should be healthy enough to travel. What started as pain in my leg that I mistook as a pulled muscle ended up being blood clots that traveled up into my lungs. As a healthy 20-year-old with no history of major medical issues, this was a shock. The culprit? My birth control pills that I recently started at the end of October. One of the side effects of birth control, although extremely rare, is a pulmonary embolism. Of course I didn’t think it would happen to me. I guess I’m just one of the lucky ones.
Now, I will be on blood thinners for the next six months as I wait for the clots to break up. January will be a month of rest and recovery as I wait to board that plane.
Although Christmas was overshadowed by my three-day stay in the hospital, I guess you could say a Christmas miracle occurred. I not only caught my blood clots in time before it was too late, but I received positive news that will still let me gallivant through Europe in the coming months.
I’ll distract myself from the now-sedentary lifestyle I must endure these next few weeks by blogging and preparing for my trip.
Wish me luck,