How long can you hold your breath?

Most people don’t think twice about Breathing. Actually, you probably don’t think once about it. It just comes automatically. But, for me, my entire life has always been centered around this one act of living.

I don’t remember a time when I could breathe well, or didn’t have to take pills and nebulizer treatments every single day. Being diagnosed with lung disease at age two, I learned from an early age that medicine is necessary for living and that limitations are unavoidable. My family has always been there cheering me on. And having a determined personality always helps in the way of maintaining a strong fight to keep alive, plus a quick whit and a *sometimes* odd sense of humor maintains my positive attitude!

Everyone has milestones in life they hold dear. I was born July 17, 1984. I was baptized July 8, 2000. I graduated high school May 26, 2002. I married my wonderful husband Leland March 28, 2009.

But, on March 6, 2015, I got a second chance. It was on that day, after waiting six and a half months of seeming eternity that I received my new, sparkly, fantastic lungs at The Methodist Hospital, in Houston, TX, and instead of a nasty disease called Bronchiolitis Obliterans taking my life, a transplant saved mine.

So what’s my blog about? All of the wild adventures that go along with being a transplant recipient. The good, the bad, and the unapologetic.

Join me. We might just learn something together.