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I went to the doctors

My whole life turned upside down with a single statement.

By Luna RuizPublished 5 years ago 4 min read

When I came to this website. I hoped to find a non-judgment platform to share personal information about myself without having to reveal myself. Life is something not one person should have to go through alone. I don't care how much you say you don't need anyone. We were built with two arms, two legs, two eyes, and two ears. Yet we were only built with one heart...I believe we are meant to find our other to make ourselves complete. I have yet to find this person.

I share this because I am one of those people. I find that I would rather be by myself than have to worry about another life. I worry a lot. I think a lot. You can do that when you are by yourself.

But this story I share with you is a doctor visit that happened earlier this week. I share it because I don't know who else to tell...

Six months ago, I was in the hospital with a blood clot. I was on birth control and the doctor had said the number of hormones coming out of that patch and into my body had put me there. I wasn't surprised. Blood clots were a side effect of the patch, but they said for my age and how active I seemed to be was concerning. A blood clot shouldn't have been there or had grown to the size it was. I was there for a week and a half getting pumped with new blood and blood thinners.

This had scared me. The one thing I had prayed for in life, was to be healthy. I didn't care about anything really. Money and accessories aren't really my priority. As long as my body could carry me to do my day to day activities. I would be truly happy. This was no longer the case.

From then to now I have had to have blood draws every week and stay on a medication that is kinda hard for me to take. I hate pills, I think they're the worst thing on the planet and sometimes I would forget to take them. Even with alarms and time dates. I guess I wasn't taking it that serious either. In the back of my head, in six months' time, I would sit in that doctor's office and they would tell me I would no longer need to take the pills and I would live my life freely now.

Fast foward to last Tuesday, I was now sitting in the lobby hoping for some good news. No more pills, no more blood draws, no more having to schedule my life. My name was called. The nurse called me back to sit in a little waiting room. Waiting for the doctor, I stared at the pictures on the walls. Cancer awareness. Blood posters. A skeleton of a man labeled.

"I have a bit of bad news." He walked into the room. A tall Arab man with a white button-up, black tie, navy blue pants, and a black belt. "Going over your results you are seven times more likely to develop blood clots than the average person." What did that mean?

He kept talking, "So you are going to have to stay on the medication for the rest of your life." I was shocked. That is not what I wanted to hear. But that was my life now.

"And unfortunately, you are going to have to plan for things on this medication and because of your condition. When you want to get pregnant, you have to plan. You are going to have to get on a different medication and be monitored for the health of your baby, so nothing bad happens. I can talk to your primary, so you can further discuss this with him."

I am 18. Words like a baby and healthy and unfortunately and medication. He just spilling out words that were I never planned to hear in this lifetime. I knew there were pills to take with pregnancy but now if I wanted pregnancy, a whole other life form would be at risk of dying inside of me. I started to cry walking out. Plan for pregnancy. A day, a month, a specific time. Monitored? What did that mean? Wires and heart monitors? More time in the hospital? I went home and researched. Blood thinner and pregnancy. A baby could be at risk of forming its own blood clot and could lead to miscarriage. How do you avoid an accidental pregnancy? Birth control and condoms. Nothing is a hundred percent effective and I love having sex truth be told. Now I feel everything is at risk. I don't wanna put another at risk. I don't want accidents.

I cried and became a bit depressed. I haven't been out of bed in a while now. It's like my life had turned around. Am I blowing this outta proportion and thinking too much about it? I wanted a baby, I wish for a boy. A healthy baby. But now I don't know who exactly to tell. I tried to tell my sisters but completely lied and said everything was fine. I guess we'll find out. They'll find out. My partner will find out. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

humanity

About the Creator

Luna Ruiz

i remember writing my first story in 1st grade. It was about a girl like me, she had glasses and long dark hair. she was teased on, but was very smart with her words...

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