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A little inspiration for your Monday morning - pulmonary fibrosis lung transplant survivor

This came up on my google alerts for pulmonary fibrosis. Honestly, most of those alerts are sad - most are obituaries.

But this one is a great story! It appeared in the San Francicso Gate. This person does not have HPS, but she's a double lung transplant survivor from 2007 - I don't think I could have ever pulled this off, let alone after a lung transplant. Just goes to show you what's possible.

Here's the story:


1,200 climb 52 stories to raise funds
Heather Knight, Chronicle Staff Writer
Sunday, March 29, 2009

Sheila Sachdeva was a very nervous woman Saturday morning. She took a 30-second elevator ride to the top floor of one of San Francisco's tallest buildings and waited for her daughter, who was climbing the 1,197 steps, to join her.

She waited and waited, growing from nervous to downright scared. She even had a doctor descend the stairs until he found her daughter, who was doing just fine. She was just taking her time because that's the prudent thing to do when you've had a double lung transplant and are trying to climb to the top of a 52-story building.
After about an hour, Gurjeev Sachdeva, 44, reached the top of the staircase, sweaty and proud, and got a big hug from her relieved mother.


"I didn't have a time goal - I just wanted to get up here to say I did it," said Gurjeev, who had the transplant in 2007 after struggling with pulmonary fibrosis for years. "I did it!"

To read the rest of the story, click here: http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/03/28/BAMS16OTAF.DTL

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