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twosweetgirls
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I could never, would never be a Jehovah’s Witness–not only from a purely logical theological standpoint but also because two blood transfusions saved my life.
While pregnant with SweetGirlTwo, I developed thrombocytopenia. Then while birthing her, I hemorrhaged badly and lost a great amount of blood. SweetGirlDaddy, to this day, says he couldn’t believe all the blood that was coming out of me. My perinatologist and hematologist were of one accord in the decision to transfuse me, and I will never forget lying there in my hospital bed, literally feeling–seriously, it was the most inscrutable physical feeling–these anonymous blood donations flowing into me and strengthening me by the hour.
So if a JW ever comes to my house, they likely won’t be prepared for when I tell them, YES, I have four kinds of blood running through me–that which is mine, the blood gift donations from the two donors, and the blood of my Jesus.
While pregnant with SweetGirlTwo, I developed thrombocytopenia. Then while birthing her, I hemorrhaged badly and lost a great amount of blood. SweetGirlDaddy, to this day, says he couldn’t believe all the blood that was coming out of me. My perinatologist and hematologist were of one accord in the decision to transfuse me, and I will never forget lying there in my hospital bed, literally feeling–seriously, it was the most inscrutable physical feeling–these anonymous blood donations flowing into me and strengthening me by the hour.
So if a JW ever comes to my house, they likely won’t be prepared for when I tell them, YES, I have four kinds of blood running through me–that which is mine, the blood gift donations from the two donors, and the blood of my Jesus.