I haven't fallen off the face of the planet. I just don't really have much to say since this is a public journal; what I'm about to write is pretty personal. These 3 crappy words have become my reality - double lung transplant.
But look at the bright side. I wouldn't need oxygen 24/7 and my husband wouldn't have to hear "F#&@ING GARBAGE CAN!!!!" every time I get my tubing caught on it, which is just about daily... haha.
WHY CAN'T I BEAT THE GARBAGE CAN BOSS?!