"Bless your heart." Huh? Oh yeah, I suppose it is a big deal, but, honestly I hardly give it a thought. I can't see any reason TO give it a thought. Aside from remembering daily meds, getting regular lab tests, and being super rigid with my diet, it really is a non thing for me. I'm totally at the laugh about it stage. Anytime somebody wants me to do something I don't want to, I pipe up with, "I can't, I have a blood clot!" If the kids pick me up and want to carry me around, "Stop, I have a blood clot!" I get asked to take a long overdue turn at washing the dog..."blood clot!" It's a VERY useful excuse...it's also highly unsuccessful.
Tonight Dave and I were joking around about my medical issue as I was picking the green "avoid" veggies out of my Chinese food. I was saying something (bragging?) about how my flukey clot makes me "special".
"You're not special, you're obsessive." Yeah, he's right, I can't argue with that!