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mlikens
I received my aortic (St. Jude) valve in October 2003 and the coumadin proceeded. Before that time I was working out in the gym with a trainer twice a week. Since that time - same trainer and I - have been playing tennis. I play in the summers as much as I can with a group of women and in the winter in enclosed courts. As the years have gone by - I have become a better tennis player and have been able to play harder and harder and my energy levels are great compared to pre-surgery. Starting last winter, my right foot began to get bruised and would take anywhere from 3 to 4 weeks to heal - and of course, I would keep playing as much as I could. AND, as you can figure out - my INR has always been all over the place and the foot bruising would take place when it was 4.1 or higher. Anyway, seems this summer as I became more active my blood became thinner (from the increased activity)- it seems it is one right foot bruise to another starting the middle of June. I was playing at least 5 times a week - got a bruise - had to work a convention, a week vacation - at this point both feet got bruised. Got better middle of July. Then took a week off the end of August and played as much as I could - INR went to 4.4 - got bruise which lasted a good 3 weeks. Got better this week. Played hard last night and BANG, went to run to hit ball, and then on my right toes - thought I would die because the bruise came back. (probably didn't help that i hiked and did letterboxing on the weekend). My blood varies from 2.4 to 5.1 in one week. I have a home testing machine - which I so love. I know I am rambling on but I get so frustrated with the bruising of this right foot. I see my cardiologist on Thursday and want to tell him I am giving up sports and become a couch potato and will put on 20 pounds by the next time I see him in a year - bet my coumadin will be leveled out then! I'm bad I know it - I'm old enough to earn it! However, I must say prior to the valve replacement none of this would have been possible!! Life is really good evening though they are starting to call me "cripple" at work - I smile and think I really look good in my little tennis outfit as I limp out the door!