What made your day a good one

Hiya,

Finally had the operation Tuesday night. Had to wait all day while the doc was doing an unexpected morning started lung transplant when the organ became available. I had understood that delay might occur so no problem waiting until 5pm for my turn.

Now I am pretty sure I never disclosed just how bad things were with me. As an idea, there's a COPD scale showing different stages in the progression of things and I was pretty close to the very worst condition. Took me 5 difficult minutes to get dressed or undressed, with a stop or two along the way. Many days I was just breathing so crappily (medical term) that I couldn't even get to the car and drive somewhere. Anyway, I won't dwell on that sorta thing in this post.

Most of TSR history has been lost for whatever the reason, so let me say after many years of serious sampling and joining all of the shaving crap forums, this place was where I ended up making my home. That was ten years ago and this place has gone through some fairly major.......stuff, and it survived those issues but at a cost. Once again, nothing I care to expend energy typing about.

I consider some members here to be a treat typing at and being typed to. Some are funny and witty, some are helpful and enjoy doing that kinda stuff. Doesn't matter what the reason, since my point is they are considered a friend of mine.

Oh man, TSR was crazy fun at one time and for quite a while. Talk about almost anything goes....this site was the best! Hah, politics was taboo and a few other subjects but otherwise pretty much wide open. Language was very permissive and that was a riot. Nope, not even close to that now but what the heck.

The lung procedure has been a life transforming sorta experience. Pretty much going from a well on my way to being bedridden to having no shortness of breath!! Starting the day after surgery I noticed a quite positive change regarding taking a deep breath and breathing in general was a lot less of an effort. After a couple days things started becoming amazingly wonderful. While recovering in the hospital I had no desire for any tv or going to my usual sites. Did not open my laptop at all. It was just minor interruptions from various docs and nurses, and the rest of my day was just concentrating on how great it was to not be gasping for air or feeling crappy because of the energy needed. Sheesh.

Yep, just marveling at each in and out movement and how I had been given the most amazing gift......whew. Laying there, appreciating each moment. It was OK.

That's it then. I appreciate y'all for letting me be so damn verbose. Not all that many people I can talk with at this point , for whatever the reasons.

Martin
It's good to hear it went well Marty, you should take a trip down to see level and try out the thick air down there.
 
Hiya,

Been two weeks since that life changing procedure and things just keep getting better. Walked one mile today without distress or being outta breath. Heh, my dinky legs got a little tired but that was it! Now changing my gait from an old geezer shuffle to walking upright and normally. Pretty amazing transformation.

Martin

Best of luck with the recovery, hope things keep improving for you Martin.
 
It is always nice when you wake up. I would be really peeved off if I woke up dead



I think look after this time
I have sleep apnoea and apparently it's quite bad according to the sleep clinic I was sent to ,so one night it may get me but I've been lucky so far and apart from feeling like I haven't slept at all it feels good to wake in the morning and know I've made it through another night!
Though to go in ones sleep would be a nice way to go! :) P.
 
I have sleep apnoea and apparently it's quite bad according to the sleep clinic I was sent to ,so one night it may get me but I've been lucky so far and apart from feeling like I haven't slept at all it feels good to wake in the morning and know I've made it through another night!
Though to go in ones sleep would be a nice way to go! :) P.

Good on you :sleep:
 
Earlier in the day my granddaughter (aged 5) fell over and for some reason said 'Granddad pushed me' which made me feel really shit as I lost my relationship with my own grandfather in similar circumstances. Being accused by someone for something I never did. Unfortunately he took the same feelings for me to the grave. I grew up not having a granddad.

Than she phoned me up this evening to say 'sorry'. That one word made my day more than just a good one but a wonderful one. Granddad granddaughter back on track.
 
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