Where does one begin with such life changing effects. It starts with the knowledge that change is on the horizon. Change is something i like most people have a hard time accepting. I have always liked to keep things fresh and controlled, but what happens when your life becomes out of control for even you. Back to the year 1993, i changed jobs and now with a new office and running my real estate career, both excitement and challenge filled me. I was doing well for changing jobs and starting in a new office. Why then did I feel so tired and weak at times, when i was happy doing the running and fast pace i was into. Maybe i need a rest. So i fit in a yearly visit to my obgyn.....he found something in my high blood pressure which alarmed him. Maybe this was why i was so tired and short of breath. I guess i need to relax. Mrs. Y....you will need some more tests to determine why you are feeling so tired and short of breath. A battery of test, with each getting more indebt and my curiosity now becoming alarmed as well. I remember thinking this is just something you have to deal with,, do it and get it over with and get on with business at hand. Then the news came, Mrs Y, I am afraid you have what is known as PPH or primary pulmonary hypertension, there isn't much at this point to offer except heart lung transplant. To get listed you will have to be elevated and I suggest doing it as soon as possible. I was by this time, 3 months into tests and tiring more and more each day, so weak and short of breath i couldn't walk much more then thirty feet and felt dizzy all the time. Short of breath and trying to maintain daily life was a task i couldn't do without naps. I wanted to do anything to get back to my old self. The evaluation was a week long, tiresome and into foreign territory. I had never been in the hospital except to give birth. A week of willing submission to all they could do, in hopes that i would soon hear.....oh..this is all a mistake.....you were just being tested to see how worthy a person you are to live a full life from here on. It was after all an adventure i had never been on before, whether it was a good adventure or nightmare wasn't important, just how i ended up. The challenge was posed can i get through this in tact and fight it.....we shall see. Armed with a smile and need to endure, i was listed for a bilateral lung transplant. In the meantime a experimental drug Flolan would help bridge this time till the transplant. I remember saying lets go then..give me what you can and let me prepare for this battle. Now looking back, i see why being naive can have certain positives. I reached down deep and saw my sons faces and knew i had to have the strength, this was never in question. Come 1995,after suffering a heart arrest, my condition wouldn't allow me much time to go on with these lungs, so when i was called for the transplant, i so willingly said YES!. Now ,let me jump to today, sitting here inside on such a beautiful day is ok with me. Yes i am restricted by physical effects, but my heart and mind soar to places i have never would have known, if not given this time. I am still challenged daily with each breath i take, but i have answers to many questions about who i am. I wrote some things today, i did some work on the newsletter for the support group meeting i am heading in June. I took such joy in my son today as he told me about his day at school. As i look at today, i can say, life is good, i am grateful, i have much. Thanks to the powers that be, let me act in faith and love and caring. Till tomorrow sher.

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So here it is Memorial weekend and the weather didn't agree with anyone not just me. It rained, then it rained some more. The most rainfall in May and made records even...something like 2.somthing inches. Thats why i rented some movies and watched them. That was fun and i enjoy doing this. I even wrote some emails and tried to add and contribute to others. I find if i do one thing a day for someone else this helps me cope when i cant control things. I don't ask WHY ME...i say...why Not me...i am just another person not different or less of better....so why not me. Just take what i can endure and endure what i can. That's my motto. If you can endure.....you don't. When you do....show gratitude and thanks for yet another day to see the sunshine. Be grateful.

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I meant when you CANT endure....then you dont....sheesh i am sleey...night

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Ok so today i have meet a few more challenges and i am still here. I notice certain times of the month my lungs are considerably more effected and they tend to be less then working condition for me. I think hormones effect me and my lungs on a monthly basis. It is just harder to breathe. I get shorter of breath and i feel dizzy. Guess it could be the anemia too which effects me and my breathing. I need to eat more red meat and green things. Isn't it funny that when you need to eat you cant. I have no appetite and lose weight easily. Skinny legs, that's what they say...oh well, the one thing is i am still cute *laughs* Isn't being cute a real plus. Of all the disease one could have at least i have the one where i look normal and still healthy...just don't ask me to walk across the room or blow a bubble....but hey....i am still able to flirt and look cute....sheesh. What's a girl to do *L*Ok I am trying to find something to smile about.....i do get angry at times and need to smile through it...so let me smile and eat some chocolate *hehe* Whatever works for me. Ok see you tomorrow with a smile on*hehe*

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So the day was a rollercoaster of sorts for me. A slow wakening to find I was short of breathe and the added prednisone makes me hot at times. I need it to make me feel stronger and easier to breathe to open up those lungs for me. The humidity seems to be at my throat choking me. Guess summer is on its way....the season of hot and humid and me in a bikini...as if.*L* So i cranked up the laptop and started my work for this weekends support meeting. Hunting down info and people i need to speak with. Ah ha a call from nurse to brighten my day with requests and informative info.....think she really likes working with so many patients??? Just wonder why nurses do what they do...i was always into the 'people' scene but not sick people. I mean having to listen to them tell me things i couldn't correct or do anything about is somewhat sad and frustrating. Hey sher.....look around.....you are sorta a emotional nurse of sorts and you do listen to others tell you stuff like that.....and all without getting paid or meeting a nice rich doctor in the transfer.......he he......i need some chocolate reallllll bad *L*. Well i always wanted to be a good a little girl.....just cause i don't look good *giggles* OK OK...so i wont be a saint......i can try*winks* Night sher....night sillyhead.

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Saturday are so different....I like em. Had the meeting and it was great. I like meeting people and seeing the many different faces the reach out to touch me. To make a difference is what i want to do, i dont know that i do it but i sure try. It isnt always easy to look how you feel........i have to work on it *HA HAHAAAAA* no wait......i couldne possible look that bad. I know I know....we ARE what we convey, what we portray, what we say, be it as it may....or is it just that we reach others when they see themself in us and vis`versa. I am the same as the rest and i take them with me when i fight this disease because i fight with them as well as for them. Thanks for the opportunity to work with them all...i am alive.

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Sunshine and sweet breezes....i know cause i saw them from outside my window in my domain. I tend to stay indoors these days. Hidden from the allergy bugs and dust and whatnot. The guys went bike riding today and it seems they needed time doing guy things together. I am so lucky to have a great son and he has such a great relationship with his dad. Seems he never gives us trouble and brings home straight A's and high honor.....sheesh is he my son or what *L* I guess when you can do something you should always do it as best as you can and i taught him well. Face a challenge and fight it with all you can, be a survivor. Engage the conflict and survior its menace. No victims here......i have to try to remember to be kind to myself......its ok to fall, to submit, to endure. Even with some fear. Love is the one thing i submit to wholly. My son is my joy. My music is next to me and comforts me........and then there is OLE FAITHFUL.......CHOCOLATE and all it entails. ahhhhh,that sweet sweet texture with its creamy taste and seductive way it lingers on your tongue and fills your senses and stikes you in ever cell of your body.......sheesh.......i should have rated this part XXX.*hehe* night sher......your beyond recovery *L*

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And what did you do today sher.......I answered the phone while on the laptop and guess who???????? YES!!! It was the lung coordinator asking if i wanted the lung they just got access to. So i humbly shouted YES SIREE MA'AMMMMMM and didn't hear a word after that. I was swimming with thoughts and feeling and the adrenaline started to ooz out of every pour. I called Larry and told him to get his butt home because we were going on a road trip and then hopped into the shower. Larry came home, Sam got things ready and off we were enroute to Balitmore. I was to call every pit stop and every hour to make sure it was still a "go ahead". We go to New Staton and we called. Seems there was a bit of a problem now. The right lung seemed bruised and could be a problem plus the size was a tad larger then they thought before measurements. Call back in half hour sher......i counted the minute as we pulled off the turnpike and into a dairy queen and larry and sam got treats.....i got hopes. After the wait, i called back and it was a no go since the lungs were not in best condition. So we turned around and i stopped the adrenaline pumping and crashed. Funny how the moods can make you so so tired.....but all was not lost.......i made larry get me a strawberry sundae since i could eat now. Back home and all i want to do is nap. Sheesh that was a roller coaster ride but i wouldn't have missed it for all the sundaes in an eternity. Next time.......it just gotta be next time.*crossing my fingers*night sher...nite kiddo.

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So the impact of yesterday HIT me. I am so sleepy and tired from all the drama and terror......ok so maybe larrys driving isn't that bad *hehe* I am trying to reach a balance now the center of my being again. Funny how i didn't let it get to me too much....maybe i am dealing with this better because of some strengths i have found, or maybe i am feeling positive because i think things happen that are suppose to happen or maybe i am tired of fighting things i cant control....so being able to surrender is sometimes a good thing. I did after all get a strawberry sundae *hehe* I do have people who love me and i am still cute. That makes so much difference *LOL* wanna know a secret...... it IS better to look good then to feel good........... well...... its all i got for now.... so i am buying it. Night sillyhead...... nite sher.

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Off to Baltimore today for a checkup. I am doing fair. Seems i am losing ground but that's what happens when your lungs don't work. Now i have to hold on for the transplant and until then i need to clear these lungs and stay status quo. In with the good air and out with the bad. Funny how i have had to learn to breathe all over again. I have become so conscious of how and even when i breathe now. Guess i took it for granted and now i measure each breath and count them all precious. Well off to bed...... it was along trip. Nite sher

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Today I was glad that nothing needed done and no one needed my attention, somewhat a day to relax. So what do i do....i get my work out and plan to call those who came to the support meeting last Saturday to thank them and see if there was anything i could do for them to make the support group a more positive experience. Each phone call is so important to me, each person is so important to me. I love talking and learning from those who inspire me and i get so much out of talking to them. There is truly something to be said for human nature and to comfort, communicate, interact and ponder those we meet along the way. I so love to meet people and respond to them and feel them do the same. This makes all the difference to me. To reach out in the world to complete strangers and feel them accept your hand and then extend theirs to you. Now this is why i am here. To pass along a little more smiles and laughs and heart. Today...it was GOOD!!! thanks sher....welcome sher.

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Why do the weekends seem to sneak by so much lately? Guess its how time is used during the time when schedules change. CHANGE now theres a word we humans have a hard time dealing with and yet it is a constant. How we love to hold onto things like we are afraid they will slip through our fingers with us losing them. We take each day and try to plan it and fill it but we hate to let it go. As we grow older we still don't learn how to let go for change to move in. Seems we spend so much time trying to keep things the same or as we want them that we lose sight of how newer things make us grow. I have learned much from my illness, both from others but especially myself. I have seem things i would have never seeen had i never gotten sick. I have become someone i didn't know i could be all because my path direction was altered. I have shared and met people i know i wouldn't have given time to had i been going where i was headed before. I am who i am because of the path i came down and it was changed for me. Perhaps in my humble understanding of things, this is who i was always meant to be. I am not my illness but it is my teacher for sure. I am still the person who is a survivor and choose how to learn my lessons.......but i was in need of this lesson whether palatable or not. For every season there is a reason and there is a time. For this i am grateful. I know that there is a divine plan and even i am included. For this too i am grateful. Thanks be to the powers that be. I can smile.

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FAITH....another mysterious word i want to think on. How does one have in faith when you have seen both sides of the coin. What's the opposite of Faith...perhaps...betrayal. For betrayal cuts deep into the seeds of faith. It burrows down to the very roots of your being to make you fall. It wraps itself around your thoughts to smother you and leave you with NO HOPE. Yet, as a single drop or sunshine falls on you, when a drop of rain quenches your thirst and even a ray of hope feeds you...then you are capable of going and growning on. So too we need to find the smallest or lease significant piece of hope to bring us to growth again. As long as a breath remains in your lungs.....there is hope for you to hold onto. Perhaps the faith we share is the hope we need. Then the opposite of faith isn't betrayal but death. For only when you die can you not have some bit of faith left. I choose to have faith in each day with what ever i can find it in. To me a certain smile is all i need. Dream sher of that smile you see.....given to you for a purpose. All things have purpose. Goodnight.

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Yet another hot and humid one here and just relaxing indoors with the AC cranked up to polar. It helps but still there is just no relief when you need more O2 and you just cant get it into your lungs. Had PFTs done on Monday and yes...they weren't so good. In fact, even the lab techie told me not to look at the results because they would upset me. Do I look??? Well of course I do. How do you NOT look even when you know it make harm you. I know things aren't going well for me. I know my life is in question with each day i spend trying to breathe. I know that death isn't so far away if things keep going in this direction. Do i want sheltered from it....do i want to hide from it...do i want to distract myself from this knowledge......only for a few seconds. I happen to want to know whets going on when it is going on with me. Some choose to look the other way, but i want to experience the happening as it happens because this shows me i am alive. Its when you don't feel anything that is scary for me. I remember once after my heart arrest how things were moving around and people were buzzing about and i just didn't even care what they were doing to me. I didn't feel it, I didn't even really see it as happening to me...it was like a dream to me. Yet it was when i was coming to full awareness that everything became so so hard for me. It was in my will to LIVE that all the pain and anguish fell upon my body....it was then i knew that living is much much harder to do then dying. For in dying you feel nothing but peace. The body too has its own will to live.. with or without your acknowledgment. I want to live.....and so does my body. In this i can smile because in this i will prevail if it is meant to be. I want to be here for some time. Sher, stay a while......there is just so much MORE CHOCOLATE to be had *giggles* Night sher.

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I like the rain, it seems to calm and refresh. Too bad it puts moisture in the air and makes the air so chunky because it doesn't go down so easy as dry air. If this makes any sense to me *giggles* When eating becomes something i have to think more about this is when i want to get better. Its not that i don't enjoy my food but it takes so much effort to eat and to try to maneuver breathing in between. I find i raise my O2 to compensate for my little work out. Simple things are a workout. I took a shower and washed my hair and to me this is a marathon race. I was so tired after i needed a nap. That i took too. I get such muscles pains when i have to breathe harder, my heart rate is higher and my pulse ox is still trying to get up to 90. But it was a good day...my hair is washed and i feel clean all over *laughs* Now i will sleep soundly, as if, and think of chocolate sugar plums dancing in my head. Goodnight sher.sheesh.

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Wow Dejevu` all over again *hehe* Yes.....yet another call like the one two weeks ago. Sharren....get ready to come to Johns Hopkins we have lungs coming in. That's when my heart jumps and skips a few beats and my breathing seems hurried and my hands begin to shake. I try to steady myself and think...ok girl this is your chance...calm down and get ready for the show. I was told to wait again till the confirmed and called me back. SO i sit and think and try to collect myself and ready the key players in this show. I shower and dry my hair and dress and think...no nail polish and no toe rings and take off your ankle bracelets cause they will only get lost in the operating room. No body lotion cause betadine has its own sensual flavor *giggles* and just try to keep breathing. The call came back....bad blood gases.....the lungs aren't good enough. A false alarm....a dress rehearsal but a "No Go" yet again. How my head begins to swim as it sinks and how my heart sinks and tries to swim. That roller coaster sure hits the tracks hard and wild lately. I am now just resting and thinking about now quickly a life can change and how ready we need to be to step up to the task in hand. I know this routine now, so well. I will feel numb for a while, then extremely tired from the adrenaline and then slowly work myself back to my level place i function from. I am getting better at it. I just don't want to get use to it. I want to be ready not disbelieving it when it happens. It all becomes so surreal but i have always loved the emotions of life. I sure am getting a first row seat. All i can do is smile and laugh a little now......for i am a player in my own life with no real clue what will happen but willing to take whatever comes. Gotta love the humor and drama. And the AWARD GOES TO..............ME !!!! *L*

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Well, seems i am getting to know my health and psyche pretty well now. I knew that after all the hoopla and adrenaline charged drama of yesterday that today i would be somewhat tirer then usual and even swung down a bit. Well don't day i dont deliver. A nap was nice mid-day and talking to a friend certainly helped and just letting my soul wind down and out was good for me. Now the serious recovery is being contemplated.......a butterfinger...some strawberry ice cream and maybe some second line defense of a milkway dark *HEHEHEHE* do i know how to recover or what??? Girl.....you sure can have fun. Just remember......you are loved and you can love them back. Its why you are here. Night sher.

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Well today i feel like i am camped beyond enemy lines without my foot soldiers and no re-enforcements that i can see holding up the back. I wonder if anyone got the number of that tank that ran be down and sunk me to my knees. I am trying to pull myself up but the rain seems to stop my gaining ground today. Its that damn chunky air thats hard to take down today. I think i will just sit still for a while till the fuss of this battle settles a bit. I feel my blood trickle through my veins like molasses, so slow and so tiring to me now. I feel the weight of my eyelids as they are lapping over my body, that's just how heavy this load feels today. I didn't see that last shot that took me by surprise and it brought me down to where i need to only wait till the sun comes again. When is enough ever enough, when is trying just good enough, when does the break come? All my little soldiers that are my heart, my soul, my energy, my strength, my will, my friends, my support, my family, my very existence look to me to lead them. They look to me to get a signal of our next attempts in this battle. They encourage, they do all they can, and so have i. The sun will come no matter what i do, so i will just wait and hope the sun shines and inspires me again. But it is ok to surrender as well....but we never speak of this, at these words we draw a hush from all corners. It isnt acceptable to surrender. Yet the wish for completion is felt. To end this constant business, to give in to calling of my soul. Yet the body has a mind of his own and its own will to survive. Let it take me where i need to go for right now, i am tired. Lets chalk this one up to a bad day. I hope the sun shines tomorrow. The fact that i look for this is a good sign. I want to smile.

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T.G.I.F. Its Friday and the weekend is promising. A week that demanded far more then i was willing to give. So now comes the weekend and Larry is off for 11 days. Are they tears of happiness or tears of...."Oh my gawd why doesn't he go back to work already" *hehe* So now the steady company of people scurrying around and trying find something to do. SHeesh...paint he house, wash the windows, clear the flower beds....just ask me. I have plenty of ideas. Funny how these things don't even bother me like they did 10 years ago. I will be happy to rents a bunch of movies and watch them and play a half dozen games of scrabble, i always win. Read a few good books and create new recipes. Larry is a great grill master after all. I think this is a good thing.......planning the future. Never let it be that you don't have dreams and wishes. I wish for a smile or two and something sweet to eat. I am so easy to please *rolling on the floor laughing* yeah RIGHT. Well sher, you pulled out of that down zone.....good girl. You are loved.

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Today touched my heart and reached into my soul by the love and caring and common fellowship that was given to me. How we go about our lives never knowing what or who we touch and when we are given a glimpse of how people can show their humanness and fellow love and concern,,,,it is breath-taking to me. I cry tears of gratitude and am humbled to think how i of all people can never repay this gift i was given. My friends care for me. They have shown me love and touched me with encouragement and prayers. I owe them so much, I owe them my life and to make sure i hold onto it as long as possible. I owe to them the strength they give me to display in the face of fear my fight. I cannot let down those who fight along side me. I will focus on the goal ahead. Undergo the therapy and work in cooperation with my healers and strive to recover as quickly as i can so i can encourage them back. Let not this goal be an obligation to me but a gift back to them as they have given me so much to live for. When all is said and done.......then we eat chocolate *giggles* and breath deeply and freely. This is my goal. See me through it. Sher, your task is at hand. Do so with a smile.

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In my past life, pre PPH, I was a real estate agent ( no laughing or sneering *L*) and the fact still remains true LOCATION LOCATION LOCATION!!!! Seems they want me closer to the action. They feel that if i were in Baltimore things would be better for me. So now, the chore of finding a place to live and reside till that call comes. I have a commitment to this and whatever it takes i have to do that. I am so thankful for this chance that i will pack up my beanies and my chocolate and ride the road to where it takes me....theres a wizard there and he will make things right for me. I will call tomorrow to start the process, to dance the dance, do my part. I am just so thankful to even have this opportunity to be given a chance to breathe. Thanks to the powers that be and the Doctors at Johns Hopkins. They give me hope.

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Doing it again. Act I scene one, THE CALL. Its only Sams first day at working at the hospital as he done for the past three years, every summer break as a volunteer. So of course the CALL would come during his first day. We call Sam and collect him and head down to Baltimore, only yesterday we started plans for moving there till the transplant. SO hear we are on our travels again. Player take your marks. The thunder stormed as we drove being pelted and pounded with rain and diesel fuel drifting into our senses. Oh those trucker never carried such cargo as my husband is hauling today. Steadily he made his way to the city and to the emergency room to deliver the precious cargo. Or maybe i am more the recipient of precious cargo then the intended *giggles*. Either way the path is set. SCENE two, THE HOSPITAL. I was greeted with attendance and felt hurried but not disorganized. They needed info and signatures. Lary and Sam sat in the waiting room till i was Xrayed and blood given and now an IV line in place. All i wanted was my husband and son to be next to me. We have gone so far together this far, i just wanted them there to cheer me on. I needed them there with me. I wanted something of familiarity to be with me. I was behind the curtain and in the emergency room and felt alone even with all the activity going on around me. How surreal it was now, they asked me things and i just didn't thing this was real at all. I didn't feel it was really going to happen this time. The doctors came in and spoke to me, they were still checking things but it looked like a go ahead. I heard those words still a GO AHEAD. Should i trust this is going to happen? Should i work up my hopes now, i mean i have driven the complete was down and was in full dress attire and wearing the IV line as well, No FAKE TV PROP for this girl.*laughs*Well waiting to hear more from the docs and just sitting there waiting. I wanted my guys with me....so they did come back to my little world and asked what i knew. I began to tell them that it looked like ago ahead ...whennnnnnnnn The doctor came in and told me it was dry run. ANOTHER NO GO!!!. I said emphatically YOURE KIDDING RIGHT??? So yet again i slipped pass the knife but dress rehearsal is getting to me now. End of scene two. Scene three. Drive to the shore relax for the night and have a margarita and a burger. Why go home when the ocean's waves with its calming mind effects and soul rejuvenating were within reach. So to the beach playmates....so to the beach it was. YOu know you have to spontaneous and willing to play when the time presents itself and we saw dor sure it did *giggles* So an over night stay at the beach and some great food and relaxing moments and then back to the trip home. Home again Home again....payer get ready......to your marks and await your call. Sher, you sure have some story......if it weren't true...they wouldn't believe you *L* sheesh girl......do they make chocolate margaritas *L*L*L*L*

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Today I must reflect on the pass few days. I am one very very lucky girl. The thing I have come to appreciate most is the Doctor that i put all my faith and hopes in. Dr Orens is the most wonderful and caring being and he is so confident yet realistic with me. He is sticking by me even when others have not. The intimate relationship between a doctor and a patient is something misunderstood by most. I see it as a marriage of sorts working for a common goal and trudging through some hard times as well. Do I trust this man .....yes with my life. No matter what happens after this, I know I have the best doctors with me and pulling and believing in me. How can a girl go wrong? *S* They work their talents and yank on gods coat tails, asking for a little break or two. They will do what ever and all they can because they are first, true to their profession and second men with hearts for life. Life is everything. I respect these doctors and i will humor them with doing all i can to succeed along with them in survival. This is the marriage of a patient and her doctors. To live.

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Today was nice. Now that word NICE means so much to someone like me because it isn't trying to say more then it needs to say and it isn't imposing anything on me. I was happy to just be at home and on my thinkpad and watching a movie and even the cheeseburger on the grill that Larry grilled was exceptional today. Life is good. Dinner was great and the weather was cool and comfy. I actually feel like making plans for tomorrow. I will do the sher pamper thing. You know, wash my hair and condition it and paint my nails and do a pedicure and even put lotion on and get all smooth and soft. Now that sounds nice to me. Read a book a little and just be grateful. You know that i am. Goodnight sher.Nite chica *L*

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Hi sher, so did you get all that you planned down? Sheesh, of course not, you never do. I did wash and condition my hair and by the time i dried and curled the ends, well, that was a work out. I was tired. I did manicure my nails but decided against painting them because last time i painted them they called for the transplant and i had to use tons of nail polish remover to get it all off. SO i spared myself the chore. I may just do them tomorrow because i always love to challenge things. You know....can i do one more lap before i gasp and faint type of mentality *L* sheesh I have always loved being challenged and succeeding in the task set in front of me. Somehow what we achieve tends to form who we are and how we feel about ourself. If i am stronger and wiser and harder and meaner then i will get farther. Yet there is something to be said for softer and sensitive and understanding and compassionate too. I suppose the balance between the two is the chi we all seek. We all have that yin yang and although we hate to admit it, we have both the good and bad of humanity within each of us. So sher...... don't be so hard on yourself when you dislike yourself especially when you see how ugly you can be....it is the ugly that also define the beauty in you. Accept it both. Don't deny what you don't like just come to understand that you have the choice to display either side of yourself. Choose to be what guides you to being better. If perfection were so easy then we all would be *LOL* Gawd i am nutty....just pour some chocolate on that and you got something yummy. Goodnight yummy.*L*

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