Birthday
52 and counting, 18 years ago, I was 34, 1990, St Patrick's Day, my forever new Birthday.
I just want to say " Happy Birthday to everyone as well " old or new transplants, our lives are unigue in themselves, but we have the most important life changing experience to share amoung our very own circle of friends. We use to have " reunions " in the quad of UCLA hospital...but we out grew that area, or ability to keep taps on one another. Each transplant was color cordinated to distinquish transplanted organs, they did serve up a nice buffet for everyone too. " remember me " moments are no longer possible. Maybe the downside of the cyclosporine/predisone would be enough to make note of me after all these years.
Just a handful of transplants display my on going bone pain problems, it's not the organ, it's the medication regiment that recks havoc on our joints/bones aka Avascular Necrosis. How have others in my situation cope daily with cronic bone pain? Dont be put off by assuming it's just getting older, age happens..be aware of the distinct correlations.Onset of lactose intolerance?? Could be a sign of other underlying problems, that might take a while to expose the true cause, it's not simply " apples and oranges " even the dentist sees that it his patients. I'm assetive, in keeping up with my health issues, needs. I'm responsible for myself to help others who know little or nothing about me as a patient/person.
Compassion happened 18 years ago, the compassion to share, give. It takes nothing from a lit candle to light another candle. With that, my life, continues to take place, I witness my part in it daily. I truly celebrate my birthdays. I love Birthday Cake, especially chocolate.
thanks for letting me share my thoughts and feeling today
Yolanda