there can be miracles.....

Friday, July 11, 2008

Sorry for lack of posting, not a lot has been happening over the last few days, but thought I would check in and give you a quick rundown.

Wednesday marked my one year of waiting for a transplant. I don't know how I felt really, a year seems such a long time ago. I raised a glass in the evening, a toast to all those who lost the fight and to (hopefully) not having too much longer to wait now.
I hear a lot of transplant stories and never fail to be amazed and touched by each one, it truly is a miracle to see the results it can bring, and how well people can recover post surgery. I saw a programme recently which showed (rather graphically) a heart transplant, but the gore didn't bother me in the slightest. It was awe inspiring to see an old diseased heart being removed and a new healthy one put in its place. Everything from the dedication of the surgeons and staff, to the complexity of surgery, the relief and pure joy of the patients parents and loved ones, to the transformation of the recipients life, it is a complete miracle. And that is just the actual operation, without even considering the courage of the donor family which itself blows me away.

A memory came to me the other day which surprised me. I can remember as a child (probably about 7) asking my mum what a transplant was. After my mum explaining to me I remember saying that I would like to be a donor, even right back then the idea of being an organ donor made so much sense to me.

On a lighter note, I have been working on my next essay this week (yuck!), this time its about youth subcultures (punks, skinheads that sort of thing), working out the seemingly endless presents and cards I have to buy for various events and today had a rather lovely shoping trip with my rather lovely mummy! I didn't really get very much but helped her to pick out a new outfit for my nephews christening next week, a good job done.

Will probably post again soon if only to have a break from writing about the style choices of punks!
Stay happy! xxx

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6 comments

  1. I remember doing subcultures, I had to read hebdige's book on subcultures. What course are you doing again? It sounds similar to mine. I have about 50 books in my garage from my course so if theres ever any you need just ask and I can see if i have it!
    Good luck with your essay hun.

    I hope that this time next year you will have your lovely new lungs. :D

    Shopping trips are fun!!!

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  2. Oooow you just brought back a few memories, I was a girl skinhead for a while. Ben Sherman's, Flemmings with 30" bottoms, braces and Doc Martins. The lad's had Lambretta's I think, or that could have been another phase.

    Good luck with the essay hunni and here's to many many more shopping trips with your mum with them new lungs.

    Big (((HUGS)))
    xxx

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  3. A year waiting? Well, lets hope this coming year is the one for you...hoping and praying your call is not too far away :-)

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  4. I Im so glad I am way past all the school stuff. Here is to hoping and praying your new lungs are on there way......there are always miracles all around us its all we ever need to do is look for them.
    ~Laura

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  5. Hi there,

    I'm Becky, mum to two children with CF. I've just found your blog, and wanted to say YAY for the positive Annual Review!

    And to just mention about that quote about counting your blessings instead of sheep, I first heard it in 'White Christmas', and the song goes something like this:

    When you're worried, and you can't sleep,
    Just count your blessings instead of sheep,
    And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings.

    Hope you like it.

    Becky xx

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  6. In fact, if you click this link, you can hear Bing Crosby sing the song himself:

    http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=8DARnIsN2bc

    Becky xx

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