I fell asleep watching a movie earlier tonight, and woke up with a start not too long ago. I was dreaming that my Transplant still worked & life was relatively normal. I don’t know if I have properly expressed how devastating it is to watch an organ transplant slowly degenerate. I think because you just have to keep pushing on in life, because I have so many other obligations, I may not really have given time & space to process & mourn the loss. It’s the death of hope and any sense of normalcy… and I’m incredibly sad about it on top of everything else.
