Not letting pulmonary fibrosis conquer my spirit just because it was conquering my body was a choice.
Its your choice too.
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.
Breaths to the finish?
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.
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.
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.
The docs say they're not worried. That this is just part of the journey.
Want to trade your appendix?
I was bloated up like a woman about to give birth and no way to make the delivery.
Reduce speed but keep on moving.
Getting new lungs is wondrous. It feels like you've been driving an overloaded semi truck in need of maintenance, up a steep hill... When suddenly you're given the keys to an old muscle car and a flat open highway to cut loose on. Sure the muscle car isn't in perfect condition. Its got its quirks.... Continue Reading →
Borrowed Breaths 