Wow...as the cliche goes, "Time flies when you have nothing do." Hmm. That one might be somewhat twisted as well. Heather and I have been down here in sunny Flor-i-Duh for just over eight months now and as always...never a dull moment. We've watched the sun melt into the Gulf of Mexico, dolphins doing dolphin … Continue reading Broken But Not Bent…Uh? Wait.? (Part One)
During my senior year in high school, I got a job working as a "stock-boy" at the Walmart store in Smyrna. I think I mentioned the band I played in during high school. Being a broke kid, there's only one way to get money to buy the music instruments you "really" want...get a job. And … Continue reading How I Got Here (Part 4)
Most recently...I'd have to say that's a very interesting question. I'm not sure I have a valid answer for the question. Sure, I have an entire regimen of psychoactive medications of which their sole purpose is to help maintain my mental health. But...I've gotta tell you...either I'm getting old and crazy OR the medications don't work as good as they used to.
It's been a long time since I added anything to my blog. Between Heather and I moving to Florida, all the unpacking, finding new doctors, and all that stuff...has left much time for me to write.
So…If you read my post on March 20, 2018,…you know that I just celebrated fifteen (15) years since receiving my double lung transplant. I also made a trip to Vanderbilt for my clinic visit that day. For those who are curious, time has granted me a few rewards…and a few new issues. Prograf (tacrolimus) dosage and … Continue reading Fifteen (15) Years…And Still Ticking
