Thank you sister Rella for the support and prayers and thank you all for your prayers and concern.
I'll try to make a long story short-
I've been getting more and more exhausted - unreal levels of exhaustion. I kept blowing it off and trying to push through it. When I went to the doctor for my sprained ankle, I told him about the severe fatigue, so he did lab work. He called yesterday and said a hematologist would be calling me and explained to me how severe the anemia is - critical. He said, "You need blood - TODAY." So I was admitted yesterday afternoon where they started transfusions (it took three bags of blood to get me to a level good enough to come home this afternoon). Monday, I start iron infusion therapy as an outpatient, and start other tests to find the source of the anemia.
Some thoughts about blood transfusions-
I've never had one, but it was a learning experience.
First, I'm so thankful that these three people donated their blood. OTOH, germ phobic that I am, it's a strange feeling watching the blood of strangers drip into my veins. I'm also wondering if any of the donors had covid antibodies in their blood and would that transfer to me??
It takes four hours to receive one transfusion. They have to start slow because even though the donor blood is typed and matched, it's still not my own blood and there's a possibility my body may want to reject it. The very nice nurses checked my vitals every 15 minutes during the transfusions and watched for signs of rejection. I had two bags of blood yesterday (8 hours), then they checked my blood and knew I needed more, so I got another bag (4 hours) this morning. After that, another check and they told me it was safe to go home and to start outpatient therapy Monday.
Anyway - thank you all for the love and prayers, and thanks to all who donate blood.