I am here. There is no news. Alas, bloggies of the universe, there is no news.
Actually, there is a bit of news but I did not get my lungs, and so, no Real News.
I have officially decided to go forward with getting double listed. I will remain here, where I live, so that I can stay on this list here, but am looking into centers who accept double listings and create an arrangement for the patient to travel to receive the transplant. I have narrowed it down, I think, to about 2 clinics, leaning toward the one more than the other. I am being purposefully vague because in this wide world of weirdos, I don't prefer to get into doctor-naming or hospital-shopping through the blog. I just do that privately:)
In my poll of CG post preferences, you all voted that you prefer "random diary entry type of bullshit"- so here you go:
In other news, my Mom and I are doing well but running out of activities which amuse ourselves. Thank goodness we discovered the 1st season of Damages on DVD this week. We are all about this show.
I am starting to worry about money. I look down the road and I begin to worry, more and more, about the "when" of getting my lungs. When I first got on the list, rumor had it that I was in "a good spot on the list," and now that I've been on the list more than 3 months, I worry that this was not the case, or is not the case, any more. I have no way to know where I am on the list. If I somehow found out today that I was number 1 on the list, that could be different tomorrow. People are always coming and going from The List. I have to believe that my lungs will come at the best possible time. But, I worry that the time is NOW and that tick tock, they are not yet coming.
I wish I were back at work.
I miss the theatre.
I *think* it misses me. :)