Posted on March 26, 2014
So the peat couple of months have been very stressful, but especially theses past two weeks. It’s supposed to be the happiest thing to ever happen to me (transplant), but I can’t help feeling not happy. I feel guilty, and saddened for the donor who died and gave me their lungs. Not only did my whole life change from dying to nearly normal, but also to legal adult all at the same time. I had so many papers to sign, and all of these adult things to do, and I wasn’t even allowed to go out and do the fun adult things, like buy lottery tickets or go to a club or something.