RE: Goreans with Disabilities- Support, Advice, Info, V... - 8/18/2009 9:39:09 PM
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snappykappy
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this is something i usually put into my emails which i send to those about my being on the list for a double lung transplant and going through an evaluation for the go ahead to make sure there are no complications by the transplant team it is about breathing and was written by someone who had a double lung transplant i am on liquid oxygen 24/7 and the hi lite of my week is when they resupply the liquid oxygen i also just cannot get it through my head and into my brain why anyone wants to try breath play or mummification or submersion under water just the thought freaks me out that they are dealing with a life and death situation the following was written by an individual who had a doublelung transplant and was asked what it was like to take that first big deep breath and not be on oxygen I guess that breathing, when it is its most natural, is an unconscious, undirected activity. I've heard, however, that once you've been denied oxygen, that breathing is no longer ever unconscious, but that you forever feel that faint pang of oxygen deprivation, real or imagined, and that you breathe for oxygen, rather than as a simple automatic action. I don't know, though--right now, approximately 42 days after the transplant, it feels like a pretty unconscious activity, to be honest about it. My respiration is shallow, almost imperceptable, and except for my more-rapid-than-normal resting heart rate, everything seems "normal". Or nominal, as I like to say. So it really doesn't "feel" like anything. The thought of it, however, when I allow myself to think about it--which I tend to avoid, lest I jinx myself--is staggering. Unbelievable. Nearly incomprehensible. So objectively, it's a miracle, but subjectively, it's (probably properly) kind of a non-issue. Does that make any sense? That's why it's hard to answer the question. I have to stop and ask myself, "Yeah, what DOES it feel like to breathe again?", before I can respond, "Well, it feels GREAT!" The problem is that words can't possibly do it justice. Obviously, it feels a whole lot better than it did when I couldn't breathe AND eat, or breathe AND talk. It's just that language demeans the experience, like a lot of things in this world--and I have a degree in English, no less. wishing u a omg-ridiculously-improbable-can't-f'n- believe-it-actually-happened super duper fantabulous awesome day thomas michael just a simple wish i have sarcoidosis it does not have me i will kick its ass i refuse to lose thomas michael kappler
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