But I got through it. I'm going to have to surgery soon. A hysterectomy. Anyway, I asked my mom to drive me to the doctor because I started working 3rds this week and I didn't really want to drive in the big city traffic.LOL.Knoxville equals big city to me. Anyway, the appointment was just basically a pre-op going over what would be done and signing releases. My doctor was going down the list of releases, and she asked the standard if there is extreme blood loss if I would want a transfusion or not. My mom was in there with me. Awkward silence errupted. My doctor asked if I was a Jehovah's Witness. I said "Well, I was raised one."
I said I would take a transfusion. My mother was silent. I told her we would discuss it later. Later came. I said matter of factly that if it came down to me living or dying I would take the transfusion. I said that I don't believe that a transfusion is the same as eating blood that the Bible was talking about. I also brought up the flip flops about organ transplants. I have a very young son and that it would be stupid way to die and leave him an orphan, if I refused a transfusion. And then I said that is all I want to discuss about it. And that was it.