I just bled again and I’m so angry. Only 15ml this time (as opposed to a pint) but fuck, I’m tired of this. I was on the downhill pedalling really frakking fast. This feels like a setback. I was getting better!
Instead of freaking out, I just perched on the couch with a coffee cup and some ice, stunned with disappointment.
A little blood (like a teaspoon) is pretty normal when the scabs are sloughing off, but this was dripping nearly as fast as the first bleed did. Taking no chances and sucking ice for the next few days. I absolutely refuse to eat until tomorrow morning.