I was first diagnosed with ITP when I was 13 years old. I was performing a cheerleading routine at a basketball game, when my stunt group dropped me to the floor. My elbow immediately turned blue and started to swell. Thinking it was broken, my parents rushed me to the ER and that is when the medical staff recognized that my platelet count was dangerously low. The only thing I can recall is that the doctors kept saying, "Thank goodness she wasn't dropped on her head!" I only had three IV treatments and labs for six months, and then I was gratefully in remission.

I went to my doctor, and they immediately admitted me into the hospital because my platelet count was a big fat zero! I couldn't believe it because I looked and felt fine. My platelets teetered back and forth from 0-1 for weeks. I ended up staying in the hospital for a total of twenty-four days! Twenty-four days of being away from my husband, five daughters and 9-month-old son, who I had to stop breastfeeding because of the unknown with all the medications. I was given countless platelet transfusions, prescribed Prednisone, rounds of IVIG, three doses of Rituxin, and a bone marrow biopsy was done. The only drug that finally worked was the daily pill of Promacta.
So that is where I am today. I take my once-a-day pill, continue with biweekly labs and hopefully I will be in remission soon! I am grateful for all of the medical staff and support that is given to the small ITP community. Even though we are small; we are mighty!