Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Kerry - I do not know you, but I am so excited for you. I imagine the experience of it is much different than the thinking of it, and you should not be so hard on yourself. Everyone on here is pulling for you, and praying for you. God bless you! BarbaraKerry wrote: Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! KerBarbara McDIPF, Sept 08Beautiful Western NC Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Galatians 6:9 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Kerry - I do not know you, but I am so excited for you. I imagine the experience of it is much different than the thinking of it, and you should not be so hard on yourself. Everyone on here is pulling for you, and praying for you. God bless you! BarbaraKerry wrote: Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! KerBarbara McDIPF, Sept 08Beautiful Western NC Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Galatians 6:9 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Oh Kerry, (Joyce is just smiling) I'm crying. I am so pleased and scared for you. I mean all the pain your little body has to go through. Have a deep breath for me.. Thank you soooo very much for using your energy to fill us in on the excitement of the call. I hate to think of the pain too but I think the worst of it is behind you. I am praying so.When will you get to see the children? Is your Dad there yet?? Oh I could ask 1000 questions. Just know we have all been praying and waiting. This is indeed a wonderful Christmas. Love & Prayers, PeggyFlorida, IPF/UIP 2004"I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Oh Kerry, (Joyce is just smiling) I'm crying. I am so pleased and scared for you. I mean all the pain your little body has to go through. Have a deep breath for me.. Thank you soooo very much for using your energy to fill us in on the excitement of the call. I hate to think of the pain too but I think the worst of it is behind you. I am praying so.When will you get to see the children? Is your Dad there yet?? Oh I could ask 1000 questions. Just know we have all been praying and waiting. This is indeed a wonderful Christmas. Love & Prayers, PeggyFlorida, IPF/UIP 2004"I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Oh Kerry, (Joyce is just smiling) I'm crying. I am so pleased and scared for you. I mean all the pain your little body has to go through. Have a deep breath for me.. Thank you soooo very much for using your energy to fill us in on the excitement of the call. I hate to think of the pain too but I think the worst of it is behind you. I am praying so.When will you get to see the children? Is your Dad there yet?? Oh I could ask 1000 questions. Just know we have all been praying and waiting. This is indeed a wonderful Christmas. Love & Prayers, PeggyFlorida, IPF/UIP 2004"I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Kerry, Boy am I glad I decided to check my email one last time before I go to sleep. I'm sitting here crying my eyes out, can hardly see the screen of my laptop. I could not be one bit happier for you than I am. You are in my thoughts and prayers. Don't be hard on yourself, just get through it one moment at a time. It will get easier and you won't need to remind yourself to breathe differently, it will become normal to be able to take a deep breath but you will never take it for granted! Love, Beth in North Carolina Moderator Fibrotic NSIP 06/06 Dermatomyositis 11/08 "Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more." Dr. Seuss To: Breathe-Support Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2008 10:55:05 PMSubject: From the new Kerry Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Nitey nite, MB sleep well Love ya Love & Prayers, PeggyFlorida, IPF/UIP 2004"I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." Kerry,Boy am I glad I decided to check my email one last time before I go to sleep. I'm sitting here crying my eyes out, can hardly see the screen of my laptop. I could not be one bit happier for you than I am.You are in my thoughts and prayers. Don't be hard on yourself, just get through it one moment at a time. It will get easier and you won't need to remind yourself to breathe differently, it will become normal to be able to take a deep breath but you will never take it for granted!Love, Beth in North CarolinaModeratorFibrotic NSIP 06/06 Dermatomyositis 11/08 "Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more."Dr. SeussFrom: Kerry <kerrygeron (AT) yahoo (DOT) com>To: Breathe-Support Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2008 10:55:05 PMSubject: From the new KerryHi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch.To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. Isaid "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), howgreat the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it mustjust be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support fromeveryone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 Nitey nite, MB sleep well Love ya Love & Prayers, PeggyFlorida, IPF/UIP 2004"I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." Kerry,Boy am I glad I decided to check my email one last time before I go to sleep. I'm sitting here crying my eyes out, can hardly see the screen of my laptop. I could not be one bit happier for you than I am.You are in my thoughts and prayers. Don't be hard on yourself, just get through it one moment at a time. It will get easier and you won't need to remind yourself to breathe differently, it will become normal to be able to take a deep breath but you will never take it for granted!Love, Beth in North CarolinaModeratorFibrotic NSIP 06/06 Dermatomyositis 11/08 "Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more."Dr. SeussFrom: Kerry <kerrygeron (AT) yahoo (DOT) com>To: Breathe-Support Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2008 10:55:05 PMSubject: From the new KerryHi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch.To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. Isaid "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), howgreat the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it mustjust be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support fromeveryone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 24, 2008 Report Share Posted December 24, 2008 To the NEW Kerry...Hello!!! It's amazing that you are already posting!!! Your strength and positive vibes shine through your words. I wish you pain free days and a wonderful life. Take those deep breaths for all of us. We are so proud and happy for you and your family. MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW LUNGS!!!!!! Z fibriotic NSIP/05 Z 64, fibriotic NSIP/o5/PA And “mild” PH/10/07 and Reynaud’s too!! No, NSIP was not self-inflicted…I never smoked! Potter, reader,carousel lover and MomMom to Darah and Sara “I’m gonna be iron like a lion in Zion” Bob Marley Vinca Minor-periwinkle is my flower Kerry wrote: Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me. Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs." I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube. I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life. Merry Christmas to all! Ker No virus found in this incoming message. Checked by AVG - http://www.avg.com Version: 8.0.176 / Virus Database: 270.10.0/1863 - Release Date: 12/24/2008 11:49 AM Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 25, 2008 Report Share Posted December 25, 2008 Kerry your news is wonderful and the reports of how well you are doing have been wonderful you are a great inspiration to the rest of us waiting for the call continue to have many more healthy and happy holiday seasons Pink Joyce IPF 3/06 Pennsylvania Donate Life Subject: From the new KerryTo: Breathe-Support Date: Wednesday, December 24, 2008, 10:55 PM Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 25, 2008 Report Share Posted December 25, 2008 Kerry your news is wonderful and the reports of how well you are doing have been wonderful you are a great inspiration to the rest of us waiting for the call continue to have many more healthy and happy holiday seasons Pink Joyce IPF 3/06 Pennsylvania Donate Life Subject: From the new KerryTo: Breathe-Support Date: Wednesday, December 24, 2008, 10:55 PM Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 25, 2008 Report Share Posted December 25, 2008 Kerry, Of all the Christmas miracles, your new lungs are the best! I am so sorry you are in so much pain, but elated, excited, ecstatic that you can breathe! Christmas is the season of hope and of new beginnings and through the "gift of life" you have received -all of us get to share in both joys of the season. I am praying that as you start this new journey your recovery is quick and the pain rapidly subsides. May God's great blessings be upon you Kerry, this Christmas Day and always- R. (52) Sarcoid/PF 3/2006 Carlsbad, California Subject: From the new KerryTo: Breathe-Support Date: Wednesday, December 24, 2008, 7:55 PM Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 25, 2008 Report Share Posted December 25, 2008 Kerry! How great to hear from YOU! I'm sure there have been some rough spots, how could there not be with such a surgery. Glad too to hear the good reports from Dr/etc. Just couldn't be much better news. Reminds me of Gwynnie. I'm just so happy for you and your family Kerry. My love to you and God keep on' blessin' MamaSher, age 70. IPF 3-06, OR. NasturtiumsDon't fret about tomorrow, God is already there! From the new Kerry Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 26, 2008 Report Share Posted December 26, 2008 Kerry, what a wonderful Christmas gift - the gift of life. Jack79/IPF - UIP/dx06/05 Maine To: Breathe-Support Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2008 10:55:05 PMSubject: From the new Kerry Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 26, 2008 Report Share Posted December 26, 2008 Kerry, what a wonderful Christmas gift - the gift of life. Jack79/IPF - UIP/dx06/05 Maine To: Breathe-Support Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2008 10:55:05 PMSubject: From the new Kerry Hi Everyone, had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first email from the "new" me.Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your new lungs."I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator tube.I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living a great life.Merry Christmas to all! Ker Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 26, 2008 Report Share Posted December 26, 2008 kerry what a wonderful post from you. as to be expected honest and descriptive, and very much appreciated. its so great to hear from you personally so early. your transplant was not only the best xmas present ever for you and your family but for us lot on the board too. i hear what you say about things getting difficult beforehand so thank goodness the call came. sorry for the pain but considering what your wee body has just had happen, amazing too. one day at a time is the only way to go and to take all the meds you can get. do you think self hypnosis would have been useful. what about caring bridge, are you thinking of creating a mini-site so we can see your big smile. thank you so much for finding time for us between all your tasks and those 50 pulmodudes poking and proding. lots of love to you kevin and your family all my fingers are still crossed for a speedy recovery may scotland > > Hi Everyone, > > had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. > To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first > email from the " new " me. > > Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few > appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was > just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my > oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about > 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I > said " yes " and she said " this is Clarian Methodist and we have your > new lungs. " > > I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a > series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls > Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together > and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I > head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the > procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery > Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, > but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember > is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator > tube. > > I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was > the " right " time, about saying goodbye to my family going into > surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post > transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some > of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides > hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were > pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had > such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. > Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how > difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post > surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I > was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it > was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been > overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs > look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how > great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the > strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of > pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must > just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very > overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots > of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, > monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on > email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from > everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I > believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I > can say is it feels " different " and I'm so used to my old breathing > I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, > exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. > I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living > a great life. > > Merry Christmas to all! > > Ker > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 26, 2008 Report Share Posted December 26, 2008 Hi Kerry, I am so excited for you. I can't begin to tell you how pleased I am for you. What a wonderful gift for you and your family. I'm sending lots of love and strength to you and your family Love Zexx>> Hi Everyone,> > had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. > To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first > email from the "new" me.> > Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few > appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was > just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my > oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about > 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I > said "yes" and she said "this is Clarian Methodist and we have your > new lungs."> > I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a > series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls > Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together > and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I > head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the > procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery > Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, > but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember > is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator > tube.> > I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was > the "right" time, about saying goodbye to my family going into > surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post > transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some > of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides > hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were > pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had > such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. > Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how > difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post > surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I > was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it > was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been > overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs > look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how > great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the > strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of > pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must > just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very > overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots > of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, > monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on > email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from > everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I > believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I > can say is it feels "different" and I'm so used to my old breathing > I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, > exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. > I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living > a great life.> > Merry Christmas to all! > > Ker> Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 26, 2008 Report Share Posted December 26, 2008 Dear Kerry - You are such a remarkable girl! Halleluija for your new lease on life! I am so proud of you and happy for you and your family. What a great New Year you will have! Love and light, Joanie and Bud > > Hi Everyone, > > had lots of problems w/ email so I'm starting from scratch. > To some of you this is repeated info, but to all this is the first > email from the " new " me. > > Timeline: Wednesday night after 's work party of just a few > appetizers and lots of chatting, had fallen asleep and I was > just about to settle down for the night the phone rang. Luckily my > oxygen had not been turned down as I had to find the cordless (about > 11:45pm). The voice on the phone asked if this was Kerry Geron. I > said " yes " and she said " this is Clarian Methodist and we have your > new lungs. " > > I smack to wake him and repeat what she said. She asked me a > series of questions and I start to hyperventilate. calls > Holly and Tammy down at their house and we all get things together > and head to Indy. We checked in about 2:30am Thursday morning and I > head to surgery (about 12 hours later) after they did all the > procedures to check me and my new lungs out. I came out of surgery > Thursday night and I can be reminded of some things that occurred, > but to be totally truthful, the next thing I can honestly remember > is telling me it was Saturday after they removed my ventilator > tube. > > I was so worried about being ready for the surgery, about when was > the " right " time, about saying goodbye to my family going into > surgery, about the very grand concept of transplant, about post > transplant meds and life and, and, and… I was ill prepared for some > of the concrete details that have since filled my days. Besides > hyperventilating during the call, I was pretty calm and we were > pretty well prepared. When I did finally go back to surgery, I had > such great love and support from everyone and I just felt it. > Apparently it was the right time because I can't tell you how > difficult everything was becoming and the surgeon told post > surgery that the old lungs were basically worthless. Apparently, I > was on the tube an extra day and that was really unpleasant when it > was removed, and managing the extreme pain all over has been > overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me how great the new lungs > look (all the docs and family the xrays have been shared w/), how > great the incisions look, how well I'm recovering and all the > strength and progress. From my perspective it's just been a LOT of > pain, a disappointment in my handling it, yet I'm realizing it must > just be me being unrealistic or too hard on myself. It is all very > overwhelming. Like w/ all hospital stays there is no rest and lots > of meds, 50 docs, specialists, therapists, did I say meds, tubes, > monitors, exercises and expectations. I have just now gotten on > email to skim a couple things. I feel all the love and support from > everyone. Right now, I'm just getting thru it. That said, I > believe the 1st question is how's it feel or how do you feel? All I > can say is it feels " different " and I'm so used to my old breathing > I have to remind myself to breathe differently. I'm scared, > exhausted, grateful and inspired. It's the best Christmas present. > I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm one lucky girl living > a great life. > > Merry Christmas to all! > > Ker > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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