Well, I could put it off no longer so my sparkly clean lungs made their triumphal appearance at Duke last Friday the 24th. After an x-ray, blood work, pft, arterial blood gas draw, and 6 minute walk, I met with Dr. Norfolk to go over the results. She is fabulous--very approachable and thorough. Here is how it went:
3. My pft was an amazing 30%. Yes, the IV's most definitely helped along with the extra prednisone I am tapering off of. Open airways are a pft's best friend.
4. My blood gases showed a slightly elevated amount of CO2 in my blood but still within a good range. However now my poor wrists look like I tried to end it all. They bruised to a mottled purple color due to them fishing to find my rolling artery on the first attempt then hitting paydirt on the second. Ouch!
5. In 6 minutes of walking I covered 1,400 feet. The transplant docs like to see at least 1,000 feet so I knocked this one outta the
My ever-dwindling antibiotic list is a point of concern. I will meet with Dr. Wolf, the infectious disease specialist, to discuss a plan for transplant and post transplant medication at my next visit.
My glaucoma diagnosis does not interfere with the transplant.
My frequent hospitalizations suggest I should be seen at Duke on a more frequent basis. They will schedule me to return in two months for another check.
All the tests I did for the evaluation are now outdated so I will begin to retake them at my next scheduled visit. I won't do the "5 Days of Purgatory" but will have to do some of the tests over a couple of days and then finish the rest on a subsequent visit. Oh joy, they weren't that much fun the first time.
|Visiting the Mecca of Duke basketball.|
We took a side trip on Saturday to Wilmington to visit my awesome cousins. They took us on a tour of Historic Fort Fisher then treated us to Britts Donuts, a local Carolina Beach favorite. Smelling their donutty goodness wafting through the air was like inhaling calories and even made waiting for the long line which snaked back past several other storefronts worth it. They were a piece of fried heaven. Then for dinner, the Walkers took us to an ocean side restaurant, The Oceania, where we dined out on the pier. The seafood was fabulous and the company was even better.
|Becky and Brad at The Oceania.|
|Rheid outside Dame's...so yummy.|
|Doesn't it look deee lish us!|
For something fun to do on Memorial Day before heading to the airport, we stopped at Frankie's Fun Park. The boys destroyed me in 18 holes of putt-putt golf, a round of skee ball, and at the shooting gallery. Wish I could blame it on oxygen deprivation but alas, I just plain stink compared to them.
|Thought I was doing great until I saw Josh's score.|
|The wall of this Durham shopping area says it all!|