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There are days when I wonder why I am sitting in a hospital room getting tests done for a double lung transplant evaluation because I feel great. I feel like I could walk to China and back. Then there are moments when I go to the bathroom, walk out, start coughing and need 15 minutes of lying on my bed to calm down some, that make me realize why I am here. Its those moments, which are closer together now, that have put me in this spot. I may feel wonderful at 10am but at 5pm, after 3 treatments, I might want to rip these airbags out myself. Such is the life of a shitty lung patient...
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