The ducks, oops, I mean doctors have made their morning rounds and their verdict is in. I've been given my walking papers. Let freedom ring. Around noon I will roll out of this hospital, pay my huge parking garage fee and be on my way. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping and all is right in the the world. (I can dream ok.)
Being in Durham for nearly 6 weeks has stretched me, at times I thought it would never end. But it has passed. I am reminded of a wise saying I picked up some where along the way-
Nothing very, very good or very, very bad, lasts very, very long. My time here is finished for now. I am going to relax and enjoy the long ride home.
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A Wandering Traveler on the Journey
- Tina
- Tennessee, United States
- I have Cystic Fibrosis. This blog started as a way to communicate my adventures on the way to a bilateral double lung transplant. I am grateful to the many supportive people in my life who read my musings. May my journey encouage yours.
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