Perhaps they were right...

When we first started this whole Transplant process the folks that we met with thought I had a great attitude about the whole situation...their concern was how would adjust to life after the transplant. WTF....why would I have a hard time adjusting....I would be healthy for the first time in my life..this was the dream and hopes that I had been waiting for my whole life. It turns out that perhaps they were right...you see I can do more now... I have energy now and sometimes I have to much...

When I was sick we were always on the go. We would go for walks and go bowling and run Evan here and there...Now we don't do to much of anything..I find it very hard...I go for walks...I do the WII and I do move but I kinda get tired of doing things by myself. I found our old GEO tracking device a couple of weeks ago in storage and got excited...I used to hate doing it when I was sick but I did it anyway. Why I guess it was even if I do a little I would give myself some energy when I really had none. Now I got all the energy you could ask for and we have not gone Geo tracking once.

I hate sitting still I want to be moving...I don't know where this comes from..is it real...sometimes I think the last 6 months have been a dream and if I stop moving I will wake and be back to that sickly person....

I thought that by now we would do so much more...hiking...bowling...golfing.....walking...geo tracking....

When I say lets go for a walk even the dogs look at me like.."WTF is wrong with the fat man all he wants to do is move and move."

So if I get angry now it is because I wish we were doing more active things together...this is what I was told by everyone when I need to keep my spirits up before the transplant and during recovery....and I sort of was looking forward to it.