Back in the saddle again.....

Well I believe this is my first post since transplant...so Hello everyone!

It has been an incredible few months (3 month transplant anniversary was last Thursday). I have had many ups and downs over the time post transplant and Denise has done a great job filling everyone in on the craziness that is the transplant process. Thank you so much for keeping the blog going Denise and everything you have done for me over these difficult months. And Thank you everyone who has followed me and given me strength through this process, I am amazed at how many comments I hear from people on how much they enjoyed following us through this journey.

Many have asked me why I had not been blogging myself over this time and the truth is that I was not able too. At first physically my eyes could not focus, then my mind would not let me. I was so addled from the medicines that I was unable to clearly state what was going on. It has only been over the last two weeks that I have actually gotten back to being myself. I now feel I can fairly reflect on what has happened in my life and not send people running and screaming for the exits.

My weight is up from a low of 123 to a respectable 141.5 and I am no longer weak as a kitten like I had been. I have made a point to get out of the house more and it is helping me allot both physically and mentally. See when you have a transplant and they have your immune system knocked down low enough to keep your body from fighting the new organ you have to be wary of everything. The clinic does a good job of scaring you away from all the potential things that can hurt you and cause infection and or rejection. The result of the fear was that I found myself knocked out of my normal rhythm. Those who know me know I made a point in life to live it fully, no excuses no fears. I set goals and accomplished them more than not and never let my health interfere. Well post transplant, be it from the medicines, stress, fear or whatever I found myself trying to isolate myself from everything. I was physically afraid to engage in life or anything. This is not me, I have to throw caution to the wind and run headlong into the storm, that is who I am and I have come to realize I can't be anything different and have a decent quality of life. Two weeks ago I got angry and took control of my life again....

So as Aerosmith says I'm back in the saddle again!!!

I know many people had specific questions, feel free to email them to me or post them as comments and I will be glad to post about them.

Cheers!
Jim