Well things have taken a drastic turn lately. A turn for the worst you could say. I was doing swimmingly for a couple of months there and now I am in the hospital… I made a couple poor decisions, as we all do, but they did not CAUSE my downfall. They sure as hell didn’t help, and might have made it slightly worse, but did NOT cause it. I know what you’re thinking, “what were your poor decisions?” and/or “what exactly a turn for the worst?” Well, I am going to tell you.

As most of you know by now rejection, especially of lungs, is inevitable. Also, as some of you know, especially those of you who keep up with my broadcasts, I have been using vaporizer pens. Starting to get where I am going with this? Well if you haven’t figured it out I have rejection. Normally, that’s not always a big deal, but it is in my case because I have stage 4 rejection (that is the worst kind to get), and I also have antibody cell rejection. The vaporizers did not cause me to reject, but I’m sure they didn’t help anything, I don’t even know for sure if they even made it worse but it is time to stop just to be careful.

So here’s the sequence of events: I was house sitting for my aunt for a weekend and was just not feeling all that great. I figured it was allergies because the week before I had a pretty bad cough, which is something I am not supposed to have, and we came to Stanford and got it checked out but they told us everything was fine and it was probably allergies.