New Neighbors :)

Last night we met the new neighbors. It is official, our crazy idiot neighbor has finally left. He moved out slowly but finally moved all of his crap out, and took down the ugly raiders wind chime. When Casey and i heard the tinkle tinkle of him getting it down we KNEW we were in luck! YAY. Our new neighbor is kind and courteous. He came by to ask if there was any time when we would like the contractor to not be around so we could sleep or take a nap. Very considerate, but of course you don't actually take someone up on that. I just asked for them not to come before 8am, but i think that might be a Sunnyvale noise law anyway.

I believe this means we are on our way to a new life for sure.

I have one more week of rehab, which is just 2 days left. I have made huge strides. I started out only being able to walk for 10 minutes at a time at 1 mph. Now I am doing the vertical eliptical, for 15 minutes, walking on the treadmill at 2.8mph at 6% grade for 37 minutes, and riding the bike on level 3 for 22 minutes. AND i am up to lifting 5 and 4lbs weights - that is a big deal after having chest surgery. I think i am well on my way to being a functioning person and out of recovery land.
My only issue now is that i am still on coumadin for my blood clot. I think i will be on that for 2 more months. The levels have to be checked so often to make sure my blood isn't too thick or thin. The other thing i am dealing with is that my prograf level was SOOO high, out of the park. It went from being low to being too high with the same dose. From what i hear, this is a hard thing to control with a CF gut -- the absorbency is not very consistent. So those are my only concerning issues at this point, and i am not too concerned. It is so nice to have so much less stress in my life. I honestly feel so relaxed and at peace. i don't have nebulizers and treatments breathing down my back constantly. I am still busy with having to get the blood draws and medicines and stuff, but the stress level of being so chronically ill is gone. It is so nice to catch a break.

I am sure people are wondering how i am doing without the mom around all the time. Well, I am just fine. I thought i would be lonely, but i am still so busy that i haven't gotten to that space. My mom had to come help me on Wed. to drive me and my benadryled self to my last Cytogam appointment, so we have seen eachother. This next week she has a dentist appointment, so i will see her again... so i think we are fine. I know she is enjoying not living out of a suitcase, and spending time in her own home.

Things feel like they are wrapping up, after next week I think i will officially be out of recovery since rehab will be over. How strange. I realized today that I have been in recovery a few days longer than the amount of time i spent on the list waiting for lungs... what an accomplishment. I must say the recovery side went a whole lot faster...

Even though i am doing so well, i can't forget that i have friends who are still waiting for lungs. I send my thoughts to them and hope they too soon will experience their miracles.