This journey to healing has been hard. It has tested me in so many ways. Would I do it again to get rid of CIDP, in a heartbeat.
This morning at the hotel, a fellow CIDPer & HSCTer, came up to Jesse and I and introduced himself. He told us he'd been following the blog and when he recognized me this morning, he couldn't help but watch me walk. The ease I had. The confidence in the next step. When CIDP is a part of your life, you never know if your next step is going to keep you up or send you tumbling to the floor...there is no trust in your legs, there is no trust in your body. This gentlemen told us his story and how he starts mobilization tomorrow. :)
HSCT & Dr. Burt are giving people their lives back. We are getting second chances. It is also bringing a community of complete strangers together in crazy ways. We are able to encourage each other and help the next person be healed from this disease.
As we headed home, I was thinking of the team at NorthWestern. They are constantly going. The stream of patients is never ending as they heal us one at a time. Thank you Dr. Burt. Thank you team. We are forever thankful.
Now I sit in the quiet and safety of my home. I hear the birds chirping, the wind rustling the leaves, I feel the cool breeze on my head and I am thankful.
And so continues my journey to healing...my journey to living again. :)
1 comment:
Your story brings happy tears to my eyes. Stay strong as you are.
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