Yesterday was a loooong day of filming for the CFF! We started out at my house with personal interviews about life with CF and waiting for transplant, then moved on to the hospital where I had appointments with both my vascular surgeon and my CF doctor. The filming finally wrapped up with some "B roll" footage of my sister's art gallery opening (so cool!) and some shots this morning of the family and treatment time, etc. Add to that the fact that a homecare nurse came at 11 pm last night to start a new peripheral, and you've got a recipe for a very long, exhausting, wonderful, fun, and somewhat surreal day.
By the way, for those of you unfamiliar with the American Airlines Celebrity Ski event benefiting the CFF, check out the website here (just make sure you click on the Ski event for CF, rather than the equally worthy golf event for breast cancer!). The event is a major national fundraiser for the foundation, and has played host to tons of great celebrities who give their time, effort, money, and talent to help find a cure (To name just a few: Rosie O'Donnell, Jeff Dunham, members of the cast of the original 90210, Denis Haskins -- aka, Mr. Belding from Saved by the Bell, and MacKenzie Rosman of 7th Heaven, whose own sister recently got her wings after two years of breathing CF free thanks to a transplant). Each year around 1,000 participants gather together to ski, have fun, listen to amazing music, enjoy comedy shows, and most of all, CURE CF! I have been truly blessed and honored to be a part of this event almost from its conception, and though I can't travel out to Colorado this year because of the transplant, I know that they'll be kicking some CF butt in my absence. Just a HUGE thank you to everyone associated with the event, and also to the awesome crew from MultiImage media that came to shoot the film.
Okay so on to more immediately relevant stuff. As you might have guessed from the above mentioned IV nurse, I'm not off the drugs. My visit with my CF doc went well, but my PFTs are down just a bit and I'm still coughing even after 18 days on the big guns, so we're gonna keep them coming. My biggest worry was getting caught over Thanksgiving week with no IV and no doctors around, so I think it's better this way. And yes, it sucks not to be IV free for the holidays, but it would suck a whole lot more to feel like crap and be coughing up crud. So this is probably a good thing -- call it a nice gift wrapped in kinda depressing paper. I know once I open it and reap the benefits of full health I'll be glad I did, but right now it's still in the corner with that ugly sweater from Aunt Dotty. Oh well, I'll just let it sit for a few minutes.
But if I'm still on the IVs, then at least I'm off the blood thinners! That's right, the clots are gone, the jig is up, and the "Not-Quite-So-Great PICC Clot Fiasco of 2009" is officially, and totally, OVER. How's that for a little holiday cheer?
And . . . drumroll please . . . I am now, officially, without a doubt, number 1 on the transplant list for my height and blood type. Wow. Give me a second to process that and I promise I'll get back to you about how I feel. Right now all I can say is that it is amazing, thrilling, and unbelievably humbling to know that I am next in line for this gift of life. Scary as all get out, sure, but also SUCH great news.
Okay, so we're number 1! And we're here, in NYC, enjoying the gorgeously mild and warm weather for mid-November, and the family that's come in for the holiday, and the fact that I'm going on nearly 28 years with these lungs of mine, and the fact that we have the weekend free to play with friends, enjoy some nice dinners, and generally have fun.
Because, after all, we're number 1! And we couldn't be more grateful.