I stepped on the treadmill next to a large oxygen tank... Because the smaller tanks didn’t push enough air for me anymore.
Not letting pulmonary fibrosis conquer my spirit just because it was conquering my body was a choice.
Your illness is just one of many facts that make up your life.... and you are so much more than just your illness.
Two to five years... Those words are enough to take make anyone slump in their seat and drop the "f" bomb in slow drawn out fashion.
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.
Her eyes got as big as saucers and she wanted to make absolutely sure I wanted to go down there.
We saw a small herd of axis deer. Which... let me tell yuh, are a lot smaller than our Hoosier white tails.
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 →
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.