I've asked Anto to post this for me again.
I've had the best weekend in a long time!
Friday evening my mom and dad and me watched Marie Antoinette on dvd, interesting movie, I liked it! Cool soundtrack!
On Sat morning Andrew and his sister Patricia, who stays in Pretoria (next to Joburg), arrived after getting lost! We had brunch of scrambled eggs (my first 'cooking' experience with these beautiful new lungs), toast and muffins. Trying to eat while wearing my mask proves to be quite a challenge! Have to wear a mask when I have visitors and we're inside. Then we went for a drive- I showed them Milpark Hosp and we drove/walked (I could keep up!!!) around looking for a open-air coffee shop where we could have something to drink! Found a News Café with a nice outside area with no-one smoking. We laughed so much, because I can't laugh! I CAN'T DO IT PROPERLY! I always used to turn blue and start coughing like crazy whenever I laughed, with the result that I just sort of smiled and suppressed my laugh! And now that nothing's stopping me I can't really stop when I start, and no sound comes out. I just shake and later tears start to form all the 'laughing'! It better not boost my immune system ;-)Then we returned to the flat and had lasagne for lunch.
Andrew bought me a bunch of stuff from home, which was great to get. Shoes, exercise takkies/trainers (HAVEN'T WORN THEM IN YEARS!!!), books from friends, letters from overseas! Thank you Clarey, Lisa and Matthew&Sylvie&kids! Felt so special! Put them all up in my room! Sat evening my mom and I watched a tv movie, Love comes softly. And I did 2.8km on my bike. I've increased the resistance a lot. So my legs and lungs work, with the former giving in first!
This morning I was just lazy, read the news paper etc, and did 3km on the bike, might do some more later. Andrew, his sis and her boyfriend came again for lunch, had yummy beef pie and salad. Laughed some more..So it was an awesome weekend, and I'm really starting to feel like I've got my life back! And it's such a good feeling. I can't wait to do all the things I've been wanting to do forever!
Had a horrible dream last night: dreamt I was coughing up blood again. I used to cough up as much as probably half a cup of blood at times. It's one of the most scary feelings, almost like drowning. The worst was when it happened while I was driving and couldn't even spit it out but just had to swallow the whole time! Pretty gross. May I never experience that again! Luckily I woke up quickely after the dream and realised I was breathing easily and without O2.
I pray for everyone on a transplant list (thanks for the comment Allison), because the waiting sucks.
Hope everyone had a good weekend as well.
And lastly I just want to say that the best part of the whole tx experience, apart from the lungs, was all the WONDERFUL people I've met. Through the blog, at the hospital (all the nurses, amazing doctors, physiotherapist, x-ray people, the list is endless!) and through other people/friends. You guys all rock! xxx