And the sweetest part is that there was no occasion. It was simply to say "Hi" and "We're thinking of you". Thanks Rissers, it really made my day...and by the way, you have really nice writing!
Physio today was pretty fun. I gained a squat buddy; yup nothing like being embarrassed with a partner! Our new motto:
Butts to the wall!
The best part was seeing two fellow transplant wait-ees - post-transplant! They look so full of life; there is a shine in their eyes and health splashed all over their faces.
I love hearing their stories and seeing the happiness on their faces. I can't wait until I can share stories of hallucinations and body staples with all of you. Your job will be to grab some popcorn, sit back and enjoy the read. Personally, I'm just excited to get back into one of those hawt hospital gowns.
I was kicked out of physio again today as another cystic was waiting to pump iron. It's just not a good feeling. I need to get over it, I know. It just sucks as it makes you feel kinda ostracized.
I know any cystics reading will understand what I'm saying. However, this being said, it is extremely important that we don't share bugs and make each other sick, so I'll roll with the punches.
On the way back home we stopped at the store, actually I waited outside to preserve energy. While waiting I had a stimulating conversation with a 1.5 year old boy. We mostly discussed "da" and "ga" and practiced waving and giggling.
Also, while waiting, I came across these if anyone needs a new car:
I'm so proud of myself. I didn't collapse into bed after physio. I even had the energy to go to the park with Brad and Griffin. What I did for the rest of the day may have involved sitting down, doing absolutely zilch...
...but that's not really important, as even superheros need their rest.