PFT

Woke up with a rough headache this morning, a lingering effect I think from the 4 puffs of Albuterol I had to take before doing a PFT (Pulmonary Function Test) yesterday to gauge how well my lungs are working. It's either from that or not enough coffee yesterday :) Prelim report looks like almost normal lung function, except in the alveoli area seems to be decreased. I'll take this for now. Looking at the bright side, things can always be worse, so I am thankful for where I am today. The children do not fully know the deal yet and for that matter neither do I. They know some things, as in I have cysts on my lungs and I get chest pain. They know I am awaiting blood test results and that I'll have to travel to specialists but I believe that is where their knowledge ends. I thought my oldest might know more, she has been very helpful lately, picking up a lot of chores and keeping the younger children lined out, which is making the younger ones not happy. They have called her bossy. :) I have a wonderful group of friends who love on me and support me. I was treated to a wonderful dinner the other night and they bought me a special book and each signed it! So thoughtful they are. I know many are praying for me and I am honored and humbled and grateful all in one. My mental and emotional level is much higher the last 2 days. Yay! Even I got tired of the pity party. I am sure it will rear its ugly head from time to time, but hopefully in a much more limited and shortened time span. My hope still remains in the Lord through all this, and as I said before Dr's can be wrong, and I am still hoping that everyone is wrong on this. I recognize that part of putting on my big girl panties is realizing where I get the strength to keep doing that, with the one who made me and promised he would never leave me. Have a wonderful day! PS. Today I am going to force myself to get on the treadmill. I know my oldest will help hold me accountable :)