It has been a very good week for me health wise, weight continues to rise (now at 143) and I blew an all time high on my home peak flow yesterday (FEV1 3.12 FVC 3.57). I have been able to get back into the campaign office several times and am starting to get back into the groove some. I also started to lift weights again this week. It felt great, my only concern is still my sternum. When I was doing bar presses and had the bar lowered with my arms all the way down I couldn't help but wonder if my chest was going to split open...lol.. Luckily I was able to push the 45 pound bar without issue. I am noticing that my strength is steadily increasing, so I will have to keep in mind the doctors limitations.
Denise and I got out and about all weekend and it was so great to be able to walk through the stores and grab lunch with minimal concern for my health. I am of course still going nuts with purrell, but not wearing a mask unless its really close quarters.
I also picked up my new iPhone 4 yesterday (take that Chris and your droid)! I know most of you who really know me were surprised that it took me this long. The focus was on health and rehab and my iPad and old phone was sufficient tools, but I finally got over to pick up the new one. Denise and I are heading to Atlantic City tomorrow and I wanted the new camera features with the flash. I have to say the screen clarity is excellent but I have not noticed much else that is different yet. It was so easy to set up, Apple is great for user functionality.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Looking better...
I did some manscaping yesterday to get a good look at my scar and a mark that has appeared on my right peck. I showed the Dr the mark last time we were at Penn and Dr H said he didn't know what it is and that I should see a dermatologist. Great, just what I wanted to do...see another Doctor. Looking at the mark its glossy like the the scar is, so I'm wondering if they got some of the glue they used to close the incision on my chest by accident.
So here is the 3 month post transplant scars, not too bad at all really. I figured I can just say I was in a fight and was hit with an ax or a broadhead sword, then I got the best of the guy so his partner shot me several times in the gut. Sounds good no?....LOL
I'm now 142 pounds and as you can see have filled out much better than I was, and the scar is stretched slightly because of it. I'm nowhere near my final goal of around 160, but at least I don't look completely sickly anymore. As I mentioned before at my low of 123 pounds I really looked bad. Being an ex bodybuilder I know I have body dysmorphia issues, but trust me it was bad. In hindsight I should have taken a photo, but I was really disgusted with it all at that point. See if my weight did not start to improve my fear was that I would have had to get a feeding tube put in and I was vehemently against that. I still have to force myself to eat most of the time, but I'm making sure to get my calories in and it is working well. I really need to start to lifting more though, I have been getting out almost daily doing various things for cardio, but I'm not doing nearly enough resistance exercise since I'm still hesitant with my sternum and incision. The 5 pounds weights are just a joke, so I did get some 10 pounders now to push it some.
On another note, here is a picture I received yesterday from the Callahan fundraiser last week with Bill Clinton. You can see how thin I am in it (was in 120's). to me I look like I'm wearing someone else's suit, lol..
On a positive note I have now started to attend a few meetings over the last two weeks and am trying to get back in the flow of the campaign. Its so nice to be able to be a part of something again and not just focus on my health issues. I'm making sure to use Purell on my hands all the time and wear a mask when in close quarters.
So here is the 3 month post transplant scars, not too bad at all really. I figured I can just say I was in a fight and was hit with an ax or a broadhead sword, then I got the best of the guy so his partner shot me several times in the gut. Sounds good no?....LOL
I'm now 142 pounds and as you can see have filled out much better than I was, and the scar is stretched slightly because of it. I'm nowhere near my final goal of around 160, but at least I don't look completely sickly anymore. As I mentioned before at my low of 123 pounds I really looked bad. Being an ex bodybuilder I know I have body dysmorphia issues, but trust me it was bad. In hindsight I should have taken a photo, but I was really disgusted with it all at that point. See if my weight did not start to improve my fear was that I would have had to get a feeding tube put in and I was vehemently against that. I still have to force myself to eat most of the time, but I'm making sure to get my calories in and it is working well. I really need to start to lifting more though, I have been getting out almost daily doing various things for cardio, but I'm not doing nearly enough resistance exercise since I'm still hesitant with my sternum and incision. The 5 pounds weights are just a joke, so I did get some 10 pounders now to push it some.
On another note, here is a picture I received yesterday from the Callahan fundraiser last week with Bill Clinton. You can see how thin I am in it (was in 120's). to me I look like I'm wearing someone else's suit, lol..
On a positive note I have now started to attend a few meetings over the last two weeks and am trying to get back in the flow of the campaign. Its so nice to be able to be a part of something again and not just focus on my health issues. I'm making sure to use Purell on my hands all the time and wear a mask when in close quarters.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Back in the saddle again.....
Well I believe this is my first post since transplant...so Hello everyone!
It has been an incredible few months (3 month transplant anniversary was last Thursday). I have had many ups and downs over the time post transplant and Denise has done a great job filling everyone in on the craziness that is the transplant process. Thank you so much for keeping the blog going Denise and everything you have done for me over these difficult months. And Thank you everyone who has followed me and given me strength through this process, I am amazed at how many comments I hear from people on how much they enjoyed following us through this journey.
Many have asked me why I had not been blogging myself over this time and the truth is that I was not able too. At first physically my eyes could not focus, then my mind would not let me. I was so addled from the medicines that I was unable to clearly state what was going on. It has only been over the last two weeks that I have actually gotten back to being myself. I now feel I can fairly reflect on what has happened in my life and not send people running and screaming for the exits.
My weight is up from a low of 123 to a respectable 141.5 and I am no longer weak as a kitten like I had been. I have made a point to get out of the house more and it is helping me allot both physically and mentally. See when you have a transplant and they have your immune system knocked down low enough to keep your body from fighting the new organ you have to be wary of everything. The clinic does a good job of scaring you away from all the potential things that can hurt you and cause infection and or rejection. The result of the fear was that I found myself knocked out of my normal rhythm. Those who know me know I made a point in life to live it fully, no excuses no fears. I set goals and accomplished them more than not and never let my health interfere. Well post transplant, be it from the medicines, stress, fear or whatever I found myself trying to isolate myself from everything. I was physically afraid to engage in life or anything. This is not me, I have to throw caution to the wind and run headlong into the storm, that is who I am and I have come to realize I can't be anything different and have a decent quality of life. Two weeks ago I got angry and took control of my life again....
So as Aerosmith says I'm back in the saddle again!!!
I know many people had specific questions, feel free to email them to me or post them as comments and I will be glad to post about them.
Cheers!
Jim
It has been an incredible few months (3 month transplant anniversary was last Thursday). I have had many ups and downs over the time post transplant and Denise has done a great job filling everyone in on the craziness that is the transplant process. Thank you so much for keeping the blog going Denise and everything you have done for me over these difficult months. And Thank you everyone who has followed me and given me strength through this process, I am amazed at how many comments I hear from people on how much they enjoyed following us through this journey.
Many have asked me why I had not been blogging myself over this time and the truth is that I was not able too. At first physically my eyes could not focus, then my mind would not let me. I was so addled from the medicines that I was unable to clearly state what was going on. It has only been over the last two weeks that I have actually gotten back to being myself. I now feel I can fairly reflect on what has happened in my life and not send people running and screaming for the exits.
My weight is up from a low of 123 to a respectable 141.5 and I am no longer weak as a kitten like I had been. I have made a point to get out of the house more and it is helping me allot both physically and mentally. See when you have a transplant and they have your immune system knocked down low enough to keep your body from fighting the new organ you have to be wary of everything. The clinic does a good job of scaring you away from all the potential things that can hurt you and cause infection and or rejection. The result of the fear was that I found myself knocked out of my normal rhythm. Those who know me know I made a point in life to live it fully, no excuses no fears. I set goals and accomplished them more than not and never let my health interfere. Well post transplant, be it from the medicines, stress, fear or whatever I found myself trying to isolate myself from everything. I was physically afraid to engage in life or anything. This is not me, I have to throw caution to the wind and run headlong into the storm, that is who I am and I have come to realize I can't be anything different and have a decent quality of life. Two weeks ago I got angry and took control of my life again....
So as Aerosmith says I'm back in the saddle again!!!
I know many people had specific questions, feel free to email them to me or post them as comments and I will be glad to post about them.
Cheers!
Jim
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