Blood clot for sale

A couple weeks ago I noticed my right ankle was more swollen than the left. A week later, it was still swollen. I called my doctors office and she told me to go to the ER. After spending 6 hours in the ER, most of it waiting in the waiting room, I was told that I have a blood clot. They sent me home with perscriptions and instructions to get back to the ER if I experienced any chest tightness or shortness of breath. The next day I went to Costco (I HATE COSTCO, but they are so much cheaper than every other pharmacy), and after waiting in the parking lot forever until someone abusing a disabled parking spot placard finally left and opened up a parking spot, I was able to park and get out. -- Tangent, screw all you people who park in disabled spots and don't need it. It's not that I need to be close to the door, it's that I need the extra room to get my ramp down. So take your placard and shove it right up your lazy ass. -- I turned in my perscriptions and waited for 2 goddamn hours for them to fill it. I came home with Lovenox, which is an injection I had to give myself in the belly for 4 days, 2x daily (at $25 per shot), and Coumadin, which I have to take for at least 6 months. I'm all done with the Lovenox, thank goodness, because giving myself shots was freaky. Also, because of the Coumadin, I'm bruising badly, so my belly is a great big bruise from the injections. Oh, I almost forgot, last Thursday my chest was tight and I had shortness of breath, so I went to the ER again, thinking the blood clot had broken off and gone to my lungs. I spent the whole day in the ER having tests done, including putting dye in my veins and getting a catscan. Thankfully, it was nothing. Well, not nothing, cuz I think it was anxiety, but at least it wasn't that the clot broke free. So anyway, I gotta get my blood drawn once a week and I have to be careful to not cut myself. This stupid blood clot, among a couple other things, has me wanting to go on a vacation. G and I are taking a few days next week to go drive somewhere. Probably the coast. We've both been highly stressed, and we need it.