The Platelet Check

Today the doctor’s office called a little after noon and asked me to come in for a CBC blood panel to check my platelet count resulting from Tuesday’s transfusion.  Within ten minutes I had grabbed an Uber and was on my way to the office.  They took two vials of blood and then I met with the doctor.  My hemoglobin went up to 10.7 (half a point increase), but my antibodies test came back positive, which means antibodies are still latching on to my healthy RBCs and destroying them.  This was further solidified by the fact that the doctor said I’m still in hemolysis.  I am hoping the IVIG will still be just as effective while in active hemolysis.  I would hate to know what my hemoglobin would be at without the Prednisone.  Somehow, with the Prednisone, it does seem to be going up!

My platelet count from today was up to 31,000, which makes perfect sense.  The doctor predicted with the one unit of platelets that my count would rise from 13 to around 30.

The plan at this point is to stay on the steroids and hope that insurance approves the IVIG treatment late today or early tomorrow.  Not sure when the tapering off will begin so I am trying not to worry about it.  The doctor and his staff keep repeatedly calling my insurance company for approval, which is nice.  It’s nice not having to do that myself.  Assuming it is approved by end of day tomorrow, the office will call me and set up a time for me to come in on Monday for my first dose.  Treatment will likely be Monday-Thursday, 9:00-2:00.  I won’t know until the end of the first treatment if I am going to be able to work from home in the afternoons.  The doctor said that 40-60% of patients, the majority, experience painful headaches following the treatments and spend the afternoon and evening lying in bed on prescription painkillers that he prescribes to help manage the pain.  Here’s to hoping the pain isn’t too bad and that I am able to work for at least a few hours a day. 

Also I asked the doctor a few of my questions:

Can I still fly to Chicago next weekend?
No.  Because of the IVIG and the probable headaches, he doesn’t think it’s a good idea to be too far away or to take a plane.  

If the IVIG doesn’t work, do we need to resort to Rituxan?  If so, how soon will that be?
Since Rituxan can cause reproductive problems, it might not necessarily be the next step.  He said he often tries IVIG a second time first, but that it isn’t worth talking about unless we need to take that step. 

Was the large platelet drop due to my alcohol intake this past weekend?
Unfortunately, the answer to this was yes.  He thinks the drinks I had at the wedding and the night before definitely were the cause of my platelet drop from 44 to 13.  It sucks knowing I did this to myself, but at the same time, I thought maybe there was a small chance the alcohol would react with the Prednisone – I had NO idea that the alcohol would thin my blood and drop my platelets.  I can’t beat myself up over an honest mistake.

The New Hematologist

I decided on Thursday evening, after my rude encounter with the staff at the hematology office, that I needed to find a new hematologist.  I know I am going to need to see this specialist for a very long time and I refuse to settle.  I want a doctor I can trust.  Thankfully, I found that today.

I called the old doctor’s office this morning around 10:30 hoping to get my numbers from last week so I could share them with the new doctor. The receptionist said “oh. Nobody called you?!” and then proceeded to tell me the results were finalized yesterday and I needed to come in right away because my platelets weren’t responding to the steroids. At this point I was fed up so I said I’d call back to schedule an appointment. My hemoglobin was up to 10.4 from 8.7, but my platelets had only gone from 41 to 44. These results were a week old at this point and I was just finding out about them. This only served to solidify my decision to switch hematologists. 

I worked from home today because I had an appointment with my new hematologist at 11:30.  The office was easy to find and spacious. I filled out some paperwork and was taken in the back around 11:50 to have my blood drawn and my vitals recorded. The nurse took three vials of blood and immediately ran one through a machine that spit out a reading in less than five minutes!  Do you know how amazing it was after the fiasco with my original doctor to know my numbers before leaving the office?    

By the time the doctor met with me, he already had my counts.  My hemoglobin dropped ever so slightly to 10.2. This drop wasn’t that worrisome or significant, but the steroids should have at least kept my numbers stable. He then explained my condition to me and discussed that yes, figuring out a treatment plan is important, but so is taking ten steps back to figure out why this condition started in the first place. Until we know what caused it, it’s very hard to stop it. He then got very serious and said “you might want to conference in your husband for this part”. He proceeded to tell me that my platelet count was at 13. 13?!  How did it drop by 31,000 in one week?  Seven days?!  The thing that REALLY concerned him and, in turn, frightened me is that the number was able to drop so much and so low while on high dose steroids that were meant to do the exact opposite. 

Because of my dangerously low count – at 10 and under some people start spontaneously bleeding internally without any cause or underlying injury – he said the first step was to send me to Jersey City Medical Center for an immediate outpatient platelet transfusion. By the time the hospital finished registering me it was past 3:00. The infusion center drew my blood to send to the lab for cross matching. I couldn’t get platelets until I had been matched. Matching takes the lab about an hour and then the transfusion takes about an hour as well. Unfortunately, the infusion center closes at 4:00. The nurses called the doctor to ask if I could do the transfusion tomorrow morning at 8:00 instead and he said that it can’t wait. He told them that if they can’t do it today I would need to be admitted. Getting admitted would suck for two reasons – it would mean staying overnight even though I just needed a quick one hour transfusion & it would mean another $500 admission fee.

Luckily, the lab was able to rush match the blood and had the platelets to the nurses by about 3:45. One of the nurses graciously offered to stay past her shift to administer the transfusion, even though she doesn’t get paid overtime. The platelet bag finished around 4:30 and I was able to head home.

Here is the plan put in place by the new hematologist:

  1. Look at my blood smear under a microscope to see if there were any Giant Platelets the machine weeded out and didn’t count.
  2. The platelet transfusion – Check!
  3. Begin IVIG (pending insurance approval, which takes 24-48 hours). He wants to have me do IVIG four days in a row (excluding weekends). He said it takes about five hours each time and it involves being hooked up to an IV for those five hours. 
  4. See how the IVIG works. If it works, I can begin tapering off the steroids, but he will have to closely monitor my hemoglobin to see if it starts dropping. If the IVIG doesn’t work, he wants to do a bone marrow biopsy to see if my bone marrow has stopped producing platelets for some reason.

He has me out of work until after IVIG is complete. I can work from home, but he doesn’t want me commuting into the city on the train. All I would need is for one person to accidentally elbow me and I could very likely start bleeding internally. Unfortunately, there aren’t usually any visible signs of internal bleeding until it’s too late.