The thoracic surgeon says "You are deceptively
sick" and the patient replies "YES!!! I DID it!!!"
Let me explain.
All along I have worked very hard to keep my head buried in the sand
(think ostrich) about what is really going on.
And even on the days when I was obviously not having a 'good' day (you know, like on days when I couldn't breathe?), I took great
pride in trying to look like I was doing good, act like I was doing good, I wanted to BE good, and well, maybe I was even trying to
fake everyone out (I was so sure no one could tell).
However ... The surgeon that WILL be doing my transplant (yes, we are thinking positive), came in for the consult,
looked at my MRI, looked at me, looked back at the MRI, looked at me, then
asked me to stand up. I then did that in
a 'very perky manner', according to him.
He pushed on my chest from the front and the back at the same time and
said in a somewhat astonished voice "You're not moving any air." So he pushed again, took a step back and said
"You are not moving ANY air!!!" He got the stethoscope out and listened. And then, says the surgeon, "You
are deceptively sick." He validated
me! I haven't been faking it, there really IS a problem!! Earth to Nancy... yup, there is a problem.
So what do I do with this turn of events? Do I get to act like I am sick now? Like I have a disease that will require a new
set of lungs? Like I can't fix dinner
anymore? Maybe I can't even do laundry...whaddya think? Don has done it all before (and he's really good
at it) so what's the big deal? Or maybe
I just keep on pushing until the day we get that phone call that says
"come and get these precious lungs we have reserved especially for you".
I've got it...my head is going back in the sand, where it belonged all this time.
1. Safe travel for
Don and I to Dallas on Sunday and that the procedures on Monday and on Tuesday
aren't too terrible awful.
2. That the
committee is in a GREAT mood on Tuesday and says YES!
3. As always, that
the family that gives life to me can be comforted.
Praying today and tomorrow and beyond ~ as you go through these procedures and the transplant. I'm not so sure your head is in the sand. I just think you are the most positive person I have ever known and you keep on living life in spite of all obstacles. You keep on smiling and loving and riding that tractor and enjoying every moment. You know how to really live ... and you do it. You will be able to live life to the fullest with these new lungs. Love you much.
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