April 10, 2014
I’m on my way to another transplant hospital to see if they agree to put me on the waiting list. The other hospitals refused to do so because my other organs and bones are in too bad shape.
That’s why I’m so scared and nervous… I want new lungs so bad- it’s my only chance to survive. The big surgery will be even more dangerous than for most patients, but I don’t care. It’s my only chance and I rather die fighting for a longer life than giving up and accept the situation and wait for my death without any effort to change my situation. My parents are not really with me in that. They say I’ll die sooner than if I was just waiting.
But I don’t care. I won’t die on my knees. If I die, I die fighting for a better life. Plus if I die in the surgery, it’ll be quick and pain-free and at least better than to suffocate slowly.
I can’t write much now because I’m almost there. But I’ll write more later.
Wish me luck please, everyone!