I thought I would take a moment to reflect on some patterns in my writing, some secrets about writing about death, dying and surviving.
This is my first public speaking event about my heart transplant. I talked about my journey and the need for people to register as organ donors.
Warning: This article is about death and dying. If you or your loved one are dealing with death and dying, this article might be triggoring or I hope that it may bring you a sense comfort. While I can't predict how this article will affect you, I can tell you that it has difficult topics … Continue reading When You and Your Mom are Dying at the Same Time…
My survival guide of how I overcame bone cancer, then later a heart transplant, breast cancer and the death of my Mum from ovarian cancer all within the same time period. I relied on some strategies to endure this time in my life. May my experience possibly lift your burden in some small way.
I share with you my thoughts about organ donation and my experience as a heart transplant Recipient, because I believe communication can be beneficial, but I also know that this is a very sensitive topic and taboo.
Of course my new tattoo would get infected. It's my first tattoo ever. I'm 41 years old and finally a rebel, well sort of. I'm immunosupressed, so usually tattoos are forbidden in the post Heart Transplant patient. But since they are 3D nipple tattoos to finish my reconstruction after a bilateral mastectomy for breast cancer, … Continue reading Tattoo’s & Transplant: Taboo!☠️
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
When I first heard that I might need a transplant, I was in disbelief. It was a trip-the-light-fantastic thought... in my mind other people, sick people, dying people got transplants, not me. I pushed transplant out of my mind and continued on with life. I don’t even remember when or where I was, when I … Continue reading Learning I needed a Heart Transplant…
After my heart transplant, I was in a medically induced coma for 4 days. I had dreams and even a conversation a full 24 hours before I woke up. Read more about my experience on life support. Please know this may be triggoring and this post contains graphic imagery.
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