3rd day post transplant!
Oh I ate breakfast today! Which is great. Since my breathing tube is out, I have the ability to eat. The fact that I’m eating is telling me that my appetite is coming back.
Also, my grandma visited me today. It was nice seeing her.
The physical therapists came again today.
It’s so much pain. And so uncomfortable. There’s so much stuff inside me. These tubes… the hot and cold… the palpitations.
I don’t know how I’ll survive like this. I can’t survive like this. Even if it’s only for one week.
When will this stop?
Was transplant even right for me? This heart feels worse than my damaged heart. What if this was a mistake, and everything is screwed up for me?
I can’t help but feel so sad. Everyone in my grade is preparing for finals. I want to be preparing for finals. I want to study until 1 AM and stressed. I want to be at school. I want to be normal!
Why did I have to be the one to have this super rare disease! I can’t… why??? Why ME!
