los siento amigos

One day late, but always better late than never, huh? Alrighty folks this week was a pretty monumental because I am now 8 months...craziness to actually think that. I feel normal like I told all ya'll last post I'm now back playing soccer, working my bum off at work, running when its not that cold outside. My mom and I are going to run a 5k on Thanksgiving day rather than a half marathon, but trust me, I am going to run one before my 1 year mark...promise. I feel like once I begin and over that first hill and I get my breath under control I feel like I could run for like 3 miles. Given that there aren't any major hills and I am running a 12 min mile. Afterward I feel so thankful and so good. It is so great that I am able to do these things again and I have to give it all to my donor and her family.
About my prograf level this week again I was low a little bit higher than last time, but I am going in tomorrow morning to see my docs and get my alomap done. They wanted me to take a half of a prograf, but its a capsule pill and you can't half them and I didn't got to Target to get my pills. We went to St. George to visit Gma this past weekend and to see a family friend get married in Las Vegas. Miss living in St.G the air quality there is amazing to here around this time of year.

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Chalk It Up as a Miracle.........

Some of you may know, but Ashley went through another Heart Transplant yesterday. After her first first new heart started to fail, we re-listed on the her on the transplant list immediately. We knew getting another heart would be a long shot, but we wanted the option to be there if a heart came available. Sure enough 18 hours on the list a second heart came available that was a perfect match for Ashley. Ironically, it took 4.5 months and then 2 hearts in the same week. We, including the doctors, are all chalking it up as a miracle. It was decided not to wait to see if the first heart would handle the load she would need but rather to move forward with the new donor heart. Going through a transplant a second time makes you really feel for the family who lost their daughter, sister, spouse and friend. We are grateful again for the family and the individual who choose to give life. We were in quite a predicament and feel only divine intervention could hav...

quarantine = self reflection

I was talking with my lovely mother on Facetime this morning and she suggested to post on my blog. I look at my blog and noticed I haven't posted since November! So here you go, during this crazy time I am no longer working and my day to day tasks have shifted drastically. I am sure all of you know what is going on all over the world. I hope all of you are staying safe and healthy. I have been in this situation before. I was taken out of the game due to my heart, my life was soccer. Now my life was going to work and heading off to soccer practice, but COVID-19 has taken that away. I am reflecting on my response when my heart wasn't doing that well. At first I was frustrated and asking why? Now I am doing the same thing. WHY? Because I am HUMAN I know!!! This time I caught myself and decided to choose another route. My alternate route has been getting outside every darn day, no matter the weather and enjoying the beauties of this earth, sun, clouds, rain, breeze, nature, the ...

say hello

. A normal, wonderful week I had. First off, I took out my stitches and it wasn't good. After they were all out the cut re-open, so I called my friend that's a physician assistant and she was a miracle worker. I shouldn't have taken out my stitches because where I cut my hand has so much tension a lot of the time. At first she put this dermabond on it, which is basically like superficial stitches. That lasted 2 days, I was getting a little nervous because my skin around the cut was white and the opening of the cut was too far apart. Now I have steri -strips on it for it to heal a lot closer. Anyways, it is healing and this is not infections going on so I am happy. Left: stitches out Right: dermabond My cousins were in town this weekend. We went up to Bell's Canyon to go hiking. They live down in Monticello, Utah, which is a town outside of Moab. It is always great to see them, My grandpa that passed around the same time my first transplant failed use to live...

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