I’m thrilled to report that my pulmonary function tests yesterday were largely unchanged! Yippee! I’m particularly thrilled because honestly, I felt terrible. I’ve been having a lot of GI problems the last two weeks. Thursday and Friday my body had finally had enough. If I did that well feeling so yucky and weak, then I’m in good shape.
When pulmonary function tests come back okay, it’s a great sense of relief. During the last year I’ve watched many of the people I was in the drug trial with decline. Nancy got her lung transplant, and Elsie needs one ASAP. Several others are being evaluated. I have to admit, it makes me nervous. We were all in the same boat not that long ago.
While I wasn’t expecting any bad news, there’s a part of me that fears the moment I let my guard down, the moment I’m not expecting the bad news, will be the time I learn the pulmonary fibrosis has been creeping up on me.