I’ve said on here a number of times that my/our plan is to never need a lung transplant, but with all of these bloggers (at least 4 have happened since I started CF Fatboy) we’ve found recently who are finally getting their new lungs/lives at the same time, it makes one wonder; wonder a lot of things. This is just about my wonderings, as things are doing great and getting better every week or month. There is always that “what if” in the back of my mind. It will never go away; I know myself too well to hope that I can put it out of my mind for good.
I have a lot of things going for us no matter the outcome of therapy method: cure or transplant. I own my own business, so hopefully we can have enough in savings to tide us over for any time I’d be down for the count. Even though most of the ordeal seems to be over in 2-4 weeks, we’d have so many one-hour trips to Tampa General it wouldn’t even be funny for trying to keep “office” hours… not like I really stick to office hours anyway with the trips I already have to take.
I am sure my clientele would be more than willing to work with me because I have the best clients in the world. They are delighted that I reply to e-mails same-day, even same-minute sometimes. If I’m out of commission for something that big, everything will be fine, and it might even be good for business. 😉 Who wouldn’t want to have their Web guy be “The double-lung transplanted WordPress guru of WordPress people?” That’s like wearing your Purple Heart next to your Medal of Honor.
