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Stinking INR

Another day in this lovely hospital because my stinking INR will not get were in needs to be. INR means International Normalized Ratio, its a number that describes your bloods clotting factor. Doctors want my INR to be around 2.0 but I am stuck at 1.5, a normal person should be below 1.0. So the higher the INR the thinner the blood. Because I have an LVAD they are very picky about my INR because they don't want a clot to form in my LVAD. But, if my INR gets too high I bleed, so it's a fine line we are walking until I get my new heart.

On a higher note, my mom and I did some crafts.... getting ready for Christmas and my baby boy Wrigley came and visited me, some of you are thinking Wrigley is a terrible child's name but he is actually my French Bulldog :)




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  1. Megan and Tyson McMurdieNovember 30, 2014 at 9:46 PM

    Skwiggy you're so amazing. I love you so much! I'm so glad you started this blog. Keep up your amazing fight and attitude. You're seriously so incredible and inspiring. Love you! I want to come see you.
    xoxo, Heinz

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  2. UnknownDecember 1, 2014 at 5:46 AM

    I hope you get your new heart soon! I'm glad you started this blog! I can't wait to see what amazing things you accomplish once you have your new heart! Keep on fighting, love you Skwig!

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  3. UnknownDecember 1, 2014 at 6:56 PM

    YOUR HAIR!!!!!! I love it. And Christmas crafts?! My favorite. I need to see your beautiful face! Praying for you always- love you skwiggy! Xoxo

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  4. Jarvis Marquis Oliver-CullimoreDecember 1, 2014 at 8:40 PM

    Hey it was nice meeting you a weeks ago I'm happy the doctors told me to stop by to talk to you about the LVAD and whats life is like being on the heart transplant list. Stay positive that INR is no joke but give it time everything will start working as it should. Take it from me once that heart comes having the LVAD want be so bad. Good luck with your journey

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  5. Geri RDecember 2, 2014 at 1:17 PM

    Ashley, Most people may think you and soccer go hand in hand, but for me, it is Ashley and bowling balls. I am thinking of a particularly memorable night at the bowling alley. Mind you, I really do not like bowling, but that night was different, that night I had a "ball". You see, that night Miss Ashely was front and center. Literally. Do you remember tossing that ball down the alley and you just gliding right down with that alley, on your nice little belly, with you hand still firmly entrenched in the ball? Oh how we laughed. Ashley, you have a smile, a laugh, an attitude, that is second to none. No wonder your heart is enlarged. It had to be to hold all the love and laughter that is inside that slender body. They say that which doesn't kill us only makes us stronger. Well, you, girl, are super woman. We look up to you, we love you, and we are praying for you and that new heart to get together real soon. I am so glad you are blogging about this journey. Thanks for sharing you heart with us.

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