are you ok?

I've had so many people ask recently how I'm doing and besides "ok I got a port put in today and I'm to have a peg soon" I haven't really been able to explain how I'm actually doing. I guess the best part of all of what I'm about to say is I'm doing better than I was 5wks ago. Before I went into hospital I didn't even have the breath to stand up at the sink for long enough to brush my teeth and wash my face, the day I got admitted mum had to put a stool in front of the sink for me. I was bad, I just hadn't realised how bad.
Now I'm going to try and explain what's going on, as best I can anyway. A few weeks ago I had a lung biopsy to confirm if it was rejection, I didn't think it could be anything else but the biopsy was negative, NO rejection. The biopsy (and CT scans) showed inflammation and scarring or fibrosis. Basically something has injured my lungs (we aren't 100% sure what and we may never know now) and it caused inflammation which in turn caused permanent scarring. This isn't going to go away, nothing can be done for fibrosis. The hope is now that whatever caused the injury was acute and it isn't something that is going to continue injuring the lungs. The problem I'm left with is my lungs are once again scarred, they're never going to be normal, scarring doesn't go away. All I can do is build up my exercise tolerance as much as possible to maximise what I can do with them. I'm still on oxygen, I don't know when or if I'll come off it.
I guess what I'm focusing on through all this is this isn't ideal, far from it but it's better than the situation I was in pre transplant. I feel better than I did pre transplant, I have my days but everyone does, my life has already been extended as far as I'm concerned it's already been proved that transplant was the right decision. I don't know what my life is going to be like from here on out but I don't really care because I'm alive and that's all that really matters...

Rant

I'm feeling the need to rant, not a negative rant though. Last night one of the nurses that's looked after me quite alot over the last 6mths, asked, well said "I bet you must have regretted having a transplant at some point?" This is a subject I feel so strongly about. I have had my fair share of problems lately some completely new issues that I know nothing about and at times I've not known how to deal with them. I have had to put my trust fully into the transplant team, something I found at first extremely hard to do given the trouble I've had with medical teams in the past. But anyway back to the original statement, I answered without any doubt in my mind 'not for a second'. It would be so easy for me to become like that, I've seen it happen to other patients on the ward and hell I've had my problems since transplant some days I have felt like giving up, like I’m fighting a never ending battle, things are not perfect for me right now and we know now they maybe not be, that's another blog altogether (!) But I'm 100% sure I did the right thing with going through with my transplant. It's the best thing that's ever happened to me and I feel so lucky and so privileged to have been given my gift, my second chance at life. I have friends that have been waiting years and I've also lost friends waiting for lungs and I know that I could easily have been one of them. That sometimes makes me question why I've been so lucky but I'm not opening that can of worms!
Someone else also commented saying something along the lines of "oh I thought a transplant would make you so much better". Well it has! It was never meant to be THE cure, I knew that when I signed the consent forms, I never went into transplant believing that it would make my life perfect that would be silly. Even with the problems I'm having, I don't need a ventilator to keep me alive or even half as much oxygen as I did pre transplant, I don't feel constantly ill and like my next breath could be my last, that's the best feeling of all and to top it off I'm not dying, I'm living and now I have the potential to go on living for many years. Something that I've never had before, the potential to live, not die. Just a chance, that’s all I wanted and that’s what I’ve been given.
So the bottom line is, yes there's problems and I expected them they're just new challenges I have to face. But this is my new life with new lungs and I appreciate every second of it.