Just 2 more days left. It’s hard to believe that after 4 months we are finally reaching the home stretch.
I see a light at the end of the tunnel. This summer I may get to start working with furniture again. I might get to do things I use to.
Although I may get to do things again I also won’t get to do things. I will still have to avoid small children if they have been recently vaccinated with a live virus. I will still need to have regular check ups with my team to make sure I am where I need to be. I may not get to go swimming. I won’t have long.hair long hair to play with for at least a year and it will be 2 years before it’s back to its normal length.
I know I may never get to have children on my own without the help of others or adoption. I also know I won’t be able to work a real job for at least a year post transplant.
But I also know there is life after transplant. There are so many things up in the air. So many unknowns. But I know for certain there is life. I will never give up and will keep fighting for that.