push push push push push push push I had my first physical therapy appointment today. With each push of my … More
Tag: lung transplant
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
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
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
Sabbath Season
I used to wake up, get dressed, do my medical treatments (various nebulizers and lung exercises), and go straight from … More
The unfairness of being unfair
Beginning in high school, when the severity of my disease clashed terribly with my immaturity, I felt entitled to anger. … More
Ah, more oxygen now, even more later
No point in beating around the bush and keeping things suspenseful: I’VE BEEN ACCEPTED INTO THE LUNG TRANSPLANT PROGRAM AT … More
Adamantium Joy 