Saturday, April 7, 2018

The Last Bucket


I have a few rituals on Sunday evenings. I check to make sure clothes are washed and ready for the week, I set the menu so that we have a plan for dinner throughout the week, and I fill the infusing bucket and bring it to the main floor of the house. When these things are in order, the chance of my week going well is pretty good. If one of these items is not in check … then all bets are off.
(Photo by Cazandra Campos-MacDonald)
Daily infusions have been a part of our lives for years. Caeleb catches the bus at 7:20 a.m., so having all the items needed to access his port close at hand is very important. Click here to read the rest of the column.
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Tuesday, March 6, 2018

The Hemo Mama Bear Olympics


There are some moments in my life while raising two sons with severe hemophilia that I have thought, “Wow! You, Cazandra, have just won the gold medal in the Hemo Mama Bear Olympics!” And there are other times I failed so miserably that I would not have even made the team.
When you think back to your child’s bleeding disorder diagnosis, the overwhelming grief, anger, and doubt flood your heart and soul, and you wonder how you will handle it. You start to educate yourself. The first bleed happens, and you don’t fall apart. All the firsts come and go, and you slowly get your footing. 
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Originally published by Hemophilia News Today, 2/14/18.
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Sunday, February 18, 2018

With the Second Diagnosis Came Depression


Second in a series. 

I have been on medication for my clinical depression for over 25 years. There is no other option. Even throughout my second pregnancy, I took medication under my psychiatrist’s supervision. I’ve never been ashamed to admit my need for medication, but one thing that has still been difficult for me after 12 years is understanding the postpartum depression I experienced after the birth of my second child.

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Sunday, February 11, 2018

With the Second Diagnosis Came Depression

First in a two-part series.
I had never heard of hemophilia until the doctors came into my hospital room the day after my first son, Julian, was born. I soon learned that about two-thirds of those diagnosed with hemophilia are because of a spontaneous mutation. Simply put, a spontaneous mutation happens for no reason. It’s like being the winner of the lottery, except this diagnosis can hardly compare to winning large sums of money. I had no reason to think that Julian was anything other than a spontaneous mutation.  
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Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Tips for Managing Your Bleeding Disorder in the New Year


When you have a year that is best left in the past, ushering in the new year is a time of celebration. You start with a clean slate and an attitude of hopefulness for what is yet to come.
For many years I based the quality of a year on how many times hemophilia and an inhibitor disrupted our lives; how many hospitalizations, days missed from school, and events canceled were significant in the lives of my family. I even thought about how many times we were infusing and how many products we would need to control a bleed. 
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