Thanks for all of your responses. Your love and support mean a lot to me.
I'm writing to check in and let you know where I'm at.
After 2.5 years of living with this unidentified lung disease and getting progressively worse, my doctors and I have decided it's time to clutter bust my lungs. When making this decision, I had to ask important and direct questions of my body.
"Are my lungs serving me, or do I need to let them go?" The answer was "let them go." I didn't want to let them go, but I also saw that it was mostly memories of everything I've done with my lungs that was keeping me from asking for a transplant. I knew that if I didn't do anything about the situation, I could die. I know I want to live.
The phone rang about a month ago, and even though I wasn't on the transplant list, I had the fantasy that doctors were calling to say they had some donor lungs for me. That's when I knew for sure I had to go for a transplant.
I just found out on Thursday that my case is high priority on the national transplant list, and one of the highest in my region. This means that soon, because of the life-giving gift of my future donor, I will be in surgery and will meet my new set of lungs.
I want to thank you again for your healing wishes and your concern. I will write more in the future, when I can speak from my new lungs.