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The healing power of Starbucks

(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. ...

Where has Star Trek gone?

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...

Awesome birthday present – oxygen out of my apartment

This week I celebrated the second birthday since my lung transplant. When I catch myself having a thought about how old I’m getting, I remind myself how hard I’ve worked to get this old. It didn’t just happen. It’s perhaps unusual that you can feel like the mere act of existing is such an achievement. I worked hard, but so did so many people along the way – a LOT of people. This year one of the exciting parts of my birthday was getting to send the oxygen equipment away. The transplant clinic was leery to let me send it away for a long time. They were worried I’d have another complication and require it again, even if only for a short time. It’s been annoying to me because I haven’t needed it (with the exception of a few days last June when I had rejection) since I’ve been home. Still, I’ve had to keep paying for it every month. Plus, I live in a tiny apartment! This equipment takes up valuable space that is already in short supply. On Friday, when Carlos, the guy from the oxygen compan...