Since 1992 we have been visiting injured Marine recruits at Boot Camp here in San Diego on Christmas morning. Such an amazing time with some amazing people.
It’s been 5 months since I stopped taking the steroid. Day-to-day quality of life has improved much. As it continues to clear up, it shows me what a haze I lived in most of this year. Many people say it takes over 6 months to feel fully normal, so there are still some annoying side effects holding on. Hoping they’ll go bye-bye soon.
As of now I’m in a race to a kidney transplant. Trying to lose weight and get in shape so I can get the transplant before I have to go on dialysis. So far I’ve lost almost half of the weight I need to lose. Been eating better, and less. Doing water aerobics 3-4 times a week, and loving it.
We’ve actually started the transplant process. Took an orientation class last week. Next month I’ll set up the appointments to get cleared by many, many other doctors before I can get cleared for the transplant.
Bottom line is I have a solution. Not everyone does. AND I live a blessed life, with an amazing family and goooood friends. Plus I’m living in the love of the best gift ever received…Emmanuel, God with us.
Come, Emmanuel. Invade my territory. Stretch me.