Living on the frontlines

(Note: actually posting this a few days later.) Yesterday it was one year and six months since my single lung transplant. In some ways it feels like yesterday, and in other ways it feels like so long ago. In the beginning, post transplant time starts to take on strange properties. It feels like everything moves so slow. You move slow. You think slow. Everything seems complicated and foreign. You’re so anxious to get your life back. You’ve got all these things you were looking forward to doing after your transplant and it feels like you’ll never get there. There are still things on my post transplant wish list that physically I can’t do, but even now, even a year and a half later, I’m still making progress. There were some complications that slowed things down early on – although my team probably wouldn’t put it that way. They’d tell me to quit comparing my recovery to anyone else; we’re all different and there isn’t a schedule to this. Okie Dokie. Got it – NOT. I’m not wired that way.

With everything truly important on my list of things I need to blog about, we’re going with a really important one today – Star Trek! I don’t think most people would make me for a trekkie, but I’ve always loved it. In general, I’m not a huge SciFi person, but I loved/love Star Trek because of its soul. It isn’t just space battles and space monsters. It isn’t just good vs evil. Star Trek used its universe to say things that, in our universe, might be sensitive. It allowed/allows us to look at ourselves in the safety of another place and time. In such a polarized environment, we could use a little more of that. A few months ago I finally ditched my Netflix subscription and added CBS All Access to my Amazon Prime account. (Might be better named CBS Some Access, but that’s for another blog.) I was dying to see Discovery, the new Star Trek, but hadn’t signed up for CBS because my budget is tight. Even a few extra dollars can matter. But, I found I was watching a few series on Netflix, and t