It isn’t a physical ailment. It isn't measurable on a PFT or visible on a CT scan. It’s a feeling of disconnect that comes with the dwindling number of things they can participate in.
Friends and Falls
Seeking Waterfalls
Every breath I have now is a gift. And gifts should be enjoyed. Not enjoying myself... because of things outside of my control. Isn't part of my mindset anymore.
Sandy Puppy Toes
She wanted to go 90 miles per hour and explore every grain of sand the park contained.
Breathing in Fort Davis
Your illness is just one of many facts that make up your life.... and you are so much more than just your illness.
Big Bend Little Bus
I said screw it and proceeded to squeeze through the 'lil gap I had. Lets just say its a good thing my side mirrors aren't any lower.
Breathing Deep Underground
Her eyes got as big as saucers and she wanted to make absolutely sure I wanted to go down there.
Little Llano Park
We saw a small herd of axis deer. Which... let me tell yuh, are a lot smaller than our Hoosier white tails.
Hotel on a Hill
Helloooo... San Antooooniooooo, Texaaaaas. Local of my reason for visiting the Lone star state. I had originally planned to jump in Midna and drive west until I hit the Pacific. I've seen the Gulf of Mexico and the Atlantic each several times, but this huge body of water has never had my toes dipped in... Continue Reading →
Which way Chip?!?!
Sooooo, after a self guided tour of Waco. Full of exploration, discovery, and several miles traveled in the wrong direction... I found the Magnolia silos.
Pep for that IPF step?
It's not going to be easy. The whole thing is walking around and staring at old stuff... but there are much more difficult things out there for someone with lung issues to contend with.
Borrowed Breaths 