Feb
7
As heartbroken as I am to be getting admitted, again…I’m going to do what I always say. Count my Blessings > Problems. On top of my prior infections (MRSA, Aspergillosis, and Pseudomonas) I now have Pneumonia too. But more unsettling, the blood clot in my arm has traveled to my lung. Yes, I’m tired. Yes, I’m scared. And yes, I’m mad. Having a terminal illness is a constant physical and emotional roller coaster. But, I will not let this break my spirits. I hope all of those following my story are reminded of how fragile life is, and encouraged to be grateful. I know I am. My fortune cookie from last night speaks volumes
Seriously the strongest girl I know