You know what? I might be cursed with crappy lungs, but I sure seem to be blessed with some cool and caring friends. Case in point:
After spending a pretty ugly night in the local ER, I woke up the next day to find a bunch of Facebook alerts on my phone. My talented friend and one women cheering section Kerri M, created this incredible mural for me and put it on my Facebook Fan Page (which she also created). I also found out that she had been posting updates about my condition on her blog. Kerri always finds way to cheer me up when times are not so good, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised ….but custom artwork? How many people would take the time to do something like that! I love it, and am going to have it printed and framed. Thank you Miss Lovely.
Are you sure you weren’t born in the 1960s?
And how about this one from Danielle(another one of my asthmatic buddies up in Canada) ….So cool.
OK, Case in point #2:
After finding out that I had been hospitalized again, Sally Wenzel took time out from a convention she was attending in Chicago just to see how I was doing. She spoke to one of the doctors who was taking care of me and made herself available to them if needed. Mind you, Dr Wenzel who is one of the world’s imminent asthma specialists, has never been paid a dime for any of the help she’s ever provided me. She continues to be my strongest advocate for lung transplant and is a dear friend.
Case in point# 3:
During my hospital stay I had the privilege of sharing a room with one of the kindest, most compassionate and non pretentious people Ive ever met. His name is Larry M. And despite facing major open heart surgery in the coming hours , he was more concerned about my predicament than is own. Larry and I have very different views on religion, (not to mention the sexual orientation thing), but in the 2 short days that I got to know him and his family, I now consider them dear friends and I think the feeling is mutual. In a couple of months after Larry heals from his surgery, we plan to do some serious walking together. Maybe we’ll make up the “Heart and Lung” contingent for a future Boston marathon.
I don’t know if it’s the Christmas season or if it’s all the hardcore drugs they have me on, but during this 101st hospitalization for this thing they call asthma, Ive been reminded over and over again just how kind and caring people can be.
To all the people who sent me cards, emails and Facebook comments, thank you SOOOOO MUCH !
I might not get a chance to thank you all personally, but I know who you are and I will never forget your kindness. People whom Ive never even met before have taking the time to reach out. Well, I think that’s pretty great.
As for this current exacerbation, it was a relatively mild one and I was discharged from the hospital today. And and while I’m still very short of breath, I’m holding my own and thankful be home in time for Christmas. So many people aren’t as fortunate.
Now you know I couldn’t end this post without a video clip of some kind, right? But this time instead of posting images of me gorked out on a ventilator or sucking on a neb, I’ll leave you with this corny but totally appropriate snippet of the little doggy Christmas party we had in room 3104. ( I took this with my phone so the quality is not so great, especially with my thumb on the lens half the time.)
Cheers and have a great Christmas everyone!