Should I Infuse?: The Challenges of Determining if I Have a Bleed

Originally published on Hemophilia News Today by BioNews, Inc.

I cut my thumb above my knuckle a few weeks ago. It didn’t seem like a big deal, but five Band-Aids later, I began to wonder. A few hours later, I noticed my knuckle was swollen, painful, and a bit blue. My thumb wouldn’t bend, and the swelling extended down to the base of my thumb. Was this a joint bleed? I had no idea.

I have mild hemophilia B and von Willebrand disease. When it comes to joints and muscles, I have difficulty determining when I am experiencing a bleed. I would think those with severe hemophilia don’t share this phenomenon. They may take concentrates of factor VIII or IX on a regular basis to prevent bleeding.

Severe bleeds tend to be readily apparent and can be life-threatening. A severe bleed is like a burst pipe gushing water inside your wall. Less severe bleeds are akin to the damage caused by a drippy pipe. I realize now that I’ve had less severe bleeds throughout my life. Most I brushed off, but as I get older, my body is rebelling.

The primary treatment for hemophilia B and von Willebrand disease is replacement therapy. Infusions into a vein supply the deficient factors. Recently, my hematologist suggested I infuse weekly to prevent bleeding — a therapy called prophylaxis. But I am a big chicken. My bleeding disorders have caused me life-threatening situations, but the treatment has, too!

Possible bleeds. (Photo by Jennifer Lynne)

The happy foot

My right foot has been a target of my hemophilia for the past five years. Orthopedic boots fill my closet, and pictures of a swollen and purple foot fill my iPhone. Thanks to orthotics, ice packs, and supportive shoes, my foot became “acceptable.” I was able to walk a few miles without significant problems. My foot was happy enough.

The unhappy foot

My happy foot came to a crashing halt earlier this year. A Cadillac Escalade darted in front of my beloved Toyota Prius. I slammed down hard with all my might on the brake pedal. Smashing into the Escalade felt like an electric shock shooting through my foot. Immediately my foot tingled and kind of hurt, but I could walk, so I wasn’t alarmed. I told the police officer, friends, and family that I was OK.

Soon, it became evident that my foot was not OK. I noticed swelling, discoloration, and a tingling sensation. A thought crossed my mind: Is this a bleed? What else could it be?

My mom suggested I see her podiatrist, who diagnosed a minor break in the ball of my foot. Back to the boot. But could I have a bleed? I asked the podiatrist, who didn’t know. I am accustomed to looks of bewilderment when discussing hemophilia with medical professionals. Yes, women can have hemophilia!

My foot began blowing up like a Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade balloon. (See photo above.) Frustrated, I exchanged pictures and symptoms with my hematologist’s office. The answer came back: Yes, it looks like a bleed. Did I remember how to infuse factor?

To infuse or not to infuse

Though I was diagnosed at age 10, I did not learn how to infuse factor replacement products until my 50s, and I am not good at it. I usually watch several YouTube videos to get my confidence up. Hitting a vein usually takes me several tries. Because I have two bleeding disorders, I sometimes need to do this process twice.

I still don’t know if my thumb injury was a bleed, but I chose not to infuse. As a result, my thumb possibly no longer bends like it used to. I can no longer squeeze bottles without some pain, and it’s still a bit swollen. I’ve even purchased a vertical mouse for my computer to compensate for my malcontent thumb.

My gut tells me that, yes, it was a bleed. And next time, I should be quicker to infuse.

©Jennifer Lynne, 2024, All rights reserved

Jennifer Lynne

Jennifer is an entrepreneur specializing in digital marketing, a self-professed computer nerd, and a nationally competitive Scrabble player. Jennifer has strong ties to the bleeding disorder community; she was diagnosed in 1975 with hemophilia B and Von Willebrand’s disease at age 10.

She is a graduate of the University of Wisconsin, Madison with a BA in marketing and journalism, and MIT’s Birthing of Giants Fellowship Program. A native of Brookfield, Wisconsin, she now resides in sunny Punta Gorda, Florida. Jennifer hopes that her column will raise awareness for hemophilia and other bleeding disorders, especially among women.

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