A 4 year update, since the day I was list on the Heart Transplant Wait List. "As of today at 4:26:05 CST I'm officially on the ♡ Transplant List! I'm excited because I've given blood, sweat & tears since mid-June to this process, so I'm relieved. I'm also fearful. Mixed emotions-today is a big day. I'm so grateful to you for your ongoing support. I need it!"
As a heart transplant recipient and cancer survivor, I have experienced intense physical pain and prolonged mental anguish. I have a few tricks I use to endure pain and I will share them with you. I hope it brings you some measure of relief.
Life after a heart transplant has a new set of unique challenges.
Dear Breast Cancer Patient, Are you trying to decide between lumpectomy vs mastectomy? Unilateral vs bilateral? To have reconstruction or be flat chested? It's fucking overwhelming. I can't tell you what to do, but I can tell you what I did. I was diagnosed with DCIS (ductal carcinoma in situ) only three months after my … Continue reading Breast Cancer: So Many Decisions, What Should I Do?
I woke up to doctors and nurses hanging over me, telling me I had dislocated my shoulder and then mercifully I heard, "push Ativan," and my light went back out. The night before the US elections, in which Donald J Trump became President, I had a Grand Mal Seizure. I never had a seizure in … Continue reading My Election Seizure of 2016
I am often asked, “where we’re you when you got the call for transplant?” For months I was vigilant, perhaps hyper-vigilant with answering my phone. Nothing would prevent me from picking up an “unknown” call, not even the sacred space of the movie theater was going to cause me to miss the call for a … Continue reading Getting the Call: Heart Transplant & Uber
At 15 years old, I had bone cancer and one of the chemo drugs gave me heart failure. At 39 years old, I had a heart transplant. Four months after my transplant, I discovered I had breast cancer. I had a double mastectomy, then weeks later and just 2 days before my 41st birthday, my … Continue reading A Little About My Journey: Heart Transplant & Cancers
During my first bout of cancer, I was a horrible, rotten no good teenager. This is one tale of my defiance during a Chemo treatment. Now at 42 years old, I reflect on this time with raucous laughter and embarrassment.