Who is This?
After my transplant I was looking in the mirror at the apartment we were staying in close the hospital.
We needed to be close very close to the hospital just in case rejection happened and I needed to get there within minutes.
I stared into the mirror, drained, forlorn and wondered aloud “Who is this?”.
This was not me. Not who I wanted to be. In and out of hospitals for years, taking a ton of medication daily, unable to do what I want due to my illness, fragile…
I captured the moment to remember where I was at this point. Physically as well as psychologically. And use this knowledge every day for the rest of my life to do better.