Can you believe it's been 2 years since they cut me open, scraped out my old disease lungs and put in these new healthy pink ones! Too much info? Did you forgot how I don't leave much to the imagination? It's been so long since I've updated this blog. You know that's a good sign! Nothing in my CF life needs updating. Don't think I could easily give up blogging though. Check out my Style Inspiration blog for updates here and there of adventures. Click here.
This past long weekend, was the first weekend I spent OUT of the hospital in...YEARS. The last two were strapped up to IV medications, or chemotherapy, (last summer I had lymphoma). Two years ago tonight, who knew I would wake up ever so gently by the nurse to tell me "Hattie your new lungs are here..."
Man, that seems ages ago. My mind has slowly but surely started erasing a lot of those memories
As I'm typing this blog post out "What a fine life we are living" starts playing on my itunes. Isn't it funny how that happens?
Listen to the song here.
This past year has been the best year of my life. Who knew breathing could be so substantial in living? Ha. Who knew it took everything I had to live my life by doing medical routines...you never really know how bad it is when you're living it, until you experience how good life can be without all that medical stuff. I look back now and think...how did I do it? How do current CF patients do it? Everything CF patients have to deal with...no wonder people used to be in awe of everything me and my family went through...we went through hell, and you just never really know how bad it is, until your life suddenly becomes everything life should be. Freedom. Breath. Love. Strength. Euphoria.
Someone two years ago lost, probably the most wonderful person, I will ever know, because they were an organ donor. They saved my life. I did not know how I was going to make it to the following weekend. Coughing...oh god the coughing and hacking and breathlessness...I really did not know if I could go another week. My donor took my life from a little mud puddle, to being able to live on my own, to falling in love, to having a future. Thank you donor family. I'm so sorry your day is not as happy as mine is today.
Happy two year lung-iversary to me.
Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart, Donor family.
Today I worked out in 35 degree weather outside at a boot camp, I went swimming in my boyfriend's pool, I ate a healthy (non high fat diet) lunch. Donor you made that possible. You. Are. Amazing. I. Love. You. Rest in peace dear dear donor.
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| me in march putting my lungs to good use inWHISTLER BC. I got teary eyed at the top knowing this never would have been possible without my donor! |
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| me and my manfriend, we did a lot of hiking! I swear I didn't stay up there the entire time, I put my new lungs to good use! |
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| me and carly in vancouver |
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| we went zip treking in whistler too! |
