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Sometime in early 2009, approximately 2 1/2 years before lung transplant. Actually date unknown.
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As I come to another bridge to cross, Cystic Fibrosis (CF) has taught me many fundamentals in life. As with most thing in life, I have learned, doesn't come without blood shed, a battered ego, and a few scrapes on the nose. That being said, I now come to a point that consideration about a double lung transplant needs to be taken seriously.
CF has molded me to be a hard headed, independent person that is willing to do anything that I desire without allowing my lung condition hold me back. I have worked as a carpet cleaner, fire + water restoration technician for almost a decade; partially against medical advise. Traveling to high elevations where oxygen in the atmosphere is low and the risk for accidents or lung problems are greatly increased. I have been; skiing, caving, camping, hiking, working outdoors and just about anything else, that as a child, was advised to avoid.
"One of the greatest pleasures in life is doing what people say you cannot do." ~Walter Bagehot
My lifestyle has been molded into a life of travel, exploring the unknown and pushing myself to move forward despite what my lungs and body may be telling me. I have had some once in a lifetime opportunities to see parts of the world with some great friends and family that provide me with loving support and understanding.
As time moves on so does life. A life that has brought me to this, double lung transplant. The words may sound scary, and the risks may be high, but I'm not a person to get "hung-up" on the what-if's. What I see is potential, potential to; climb higher, do more, see more, live more! That is what I see when relating to transplant.
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Looking back it is hard to believe that I would be sitting here now reading and writing these words again. It has been a long and emotionally challenging 3 years of self reflection, mental anguish, and joy. I hope that by publishing how I felt and what I thought during this time will reach out to someone who can learn more about their life as I have mine.
"Only by much searching and mining are gold and diamonds obtained, and man can find every truth connected with his being if he will dig deep into the mine of his soul." ~James Allen
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As I come to another bridge to cross, Cystic Fibrosis (CF) has taught me many fundamentals in life. As with most thing in life, I have learned, doesn't come without blood shed, a battered ego, and a few scrapes on the nose. That being said, I now come to a point that consideration about a double lung transplant needs to be taken seriously.
CF has molded me to be a hard headed, independent person that is willing to do anything that I desire without allowing my lung condition hold me back. I have worked as a carpet cleaner, fire + water restoration technician for almost a decade; partially against medical advise. Traveling to high elevations where oxygen in the atmosphere is low and the risk for accidents or lung problems are greatly increased. I have been; skiing, caving, camping, hiking, working outdoors and just about anything else, that as a child, was advised to avoid.
"One of the greatest pleasures in life is doing what people say you cannot do." ~Walter Bagehot
My lifestyle has been molded into a life of travel, exploring the unknown and pushing myself to move forward despite what my lungs and body may be telling me. I have had some once in a lifetime opportunities to see parts of the world with some great friends and family that provide me with loving support and understanding.
As time moves on so does life. A life that has brought me to this, double lung transplant. The words may sound scary, and the risks may be high, but I'm not a person to get "hung-up" on the what-if's. What I see is potential, potential to; climb higher, do more, see more, live more! That is what I see when relating to transplant.
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Looking back it is hard to believe that I would be sitting here now reading and writing these words again. It has been a long and emotionally challenging 3 years of self reflection, mental anguish, and joy. I hope that by publishing how I felt and what I thought during this time will reach out to someone who can learn more about their life as I have mine.
"Only by much searching and mining are gold and diamonds obtained, and man can find every truth connected with his being if he will dig deep into the mine of his soul." ~James Allen
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