I need to take a minute and explain how much I hate lung disease.
Lung disease rips the guts right out of you; never mind the air.
It sneaks up slowly and attacks. It's not patient, it's not kind and it certainly isn't trying to win you over; wearing you down is more its' style.
I hate it.
It makes you weak, tired, exhausted...then you may see a glimmer of light, you think you will be fine, you can get through anything.
And then it brings you to your knees.
It punches you in the face, pulls your hair, kicks you while you're down and laughs the entire time.
It doesn't give you a break; it doesn't care.
It doesn't care.
It doesn't care.
I have too many friends fighting lung disease. Friends who are relatively healthy, yet still dealing with lung disease and all its daily struggles. Friends who are battling end-stage lung disease like warriors. Friends who are waiting for new lungs and maintaining a brave face, while hoping and praying they'll come any minute so they can finally have some peace. Friends who've received their gift of life and continue to have problems.
Friends who've received their new lungs and are back waiting for a second set.
Please support my friends James and Adena. James has Cystic Fibrosis and received new lungs on May 12, 2011. He had a great year. He married Adena and had an amazing future to look forward to.
Unfortunately, lung disease isn't as sentimental as some of us. James is in chronic rejection. He is in the ICU. He needs us.
Thoughts, prayers, positive vibes...anything you can send. Please.
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Lung disease sucks. I hate it. We all hate it.
Help us overcome it. We need all the help we can get.