I love you, mom.

This transplant wasn’t for purely selfish reasons. Much of my fight is because I could not bear the thought of … More

push push push push push push

push push push push push push push I had my first physical therapy appointment today. With each push of my … More

Numbers

I’ve gone through life afraid of numbers. Not just math—I’m really terrible at that though. Numbers like “37”: the life … More

Post-Rebirth Thoughts

Note: I am writing this blog post in a café near the apartment we are renting in Haight-Ashbury. I do … More

The Tired Woodchipper

If I look tired, it’s because I’m tired. Still happy as a woodchipper in a wooden woodshop, but tired. It’s … More

How do I title something like this?

Last Saturday was tough. Really tough. Kristina and I have been very optimistic the past few months, but the day … More

The Better Brad Plan

This is late, but Merry Christmas and Happy New Years! I’ve been neglecting my blog a bit while Kristina was … More

The Sound List

I’m in the car on a long drive home from a day spent in Monterey. My sister is driving, singing … More

Steps to and from Transplant

One more step, one more step. It is exhilarating to realize I’m walking without focusing on breathing. I get overconfident … More