JAK2 Mutation in Me
My bone marrow-blood cancer called primary myelofibrosis (MF) started on a festive Cinco de Mayo, 2015. It was a normal work day for me, and all of a sudden, without a warning or a sign, I started to feel sick. I felt so weak and so out of balance. Breathing became very difficult, so quickly, that I almost collapsed at my desk. I still remember this incident like it was yesterday. Out of the blue, while working, I started sweating all over my body, followed by an intense pain in my lower back and a very severe discomfort on my upper abdomen that forced me to leave work and go home. At that moment, I knew I was struggling health wise, but thought it was, perhaps, a food poisoning reaction or something like that.
What was happening?I had been a healthy person all my life, so I could not imagine what was coming my way moving forward in my life. Following this scary episode, I was rushed by my husband to the ER. When I got to the hospital, I was not able to walk or think straight. Even holding my cell phone was a challenge for me. I was admitted right away due to the fact my hemoglobin was very low, among other things. After a bunch of blood transfusions, IV treatments, and everything in between, the doctors were able to stabilize my medical condition. After a week, I was released from the hospital and started what I called ‘My Health Crisis Journey’. Following this health episode I started to see an Oncologist/Hematologist on a regular basis. So, after a year and a half of trying with new treatments and not able to target the caused of my health complications and deterioration the team of Oncologist/Hematologist decided that the next step for me was a bone marrow biopsy. Everything became crystal clear with my ‘Jak 2 Mutation’ and the finding of MPN_Myelofibrosis. MPN - difficult physically and mentallyThe beginning of this health crisis of mine was very painful not only physically but mentally as well. It did impacted not only me, but my family very badly. My husband got so overwhelmed he even lost his job. With me forced to resign my job and my husband loosing his, we struggled financially. But you know what? It was okay, and we manage together as a family, but having him by my side every step of the way was more important, something that money can’t buy. On the other hand, my daughter, she was only 14 and she felt she was loosing her mom. She reached rock bottom not only emotionally but academically. Today I can say, joyfully, my daughter now 22 years old is a successful college student attending a State University and currently in her Senior year. And without a doubt I can say; “I’m going to be in the front row at her 2024 College Graduation.”
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