I don't really know how to describe my vacation to Disney World, but one thing I can say is that God was so merciful. I've been praying for 2 months that I would be able to breathe at least enough to go to the park with Connor and Katie, and maybe even be able to play in the pool. I've had some good days recently so was optimistic that with a few breaks I'd be able to get by. Well God had more in mind than “getting by,” he gave me a wonderful Easter gift and the only word I can use to describe it is merciful. While in Florida, I felt as close to good as I have in a long time. I was able to walk up stairs without getting too winded, could carry on a conversation while we walked, kept up with the kids at Disney, played in the pool for the first time in over 2 years, and to finish it off, was able to move very quickly (not quite run) through the airport to get my luggage on the plane (only to find out it was delayed!). There was a lot of standing in lines and riding on buses which I know helped, but I was able to “DO” and didn't need 30 minutes of recovery time afterward.
Today, I've been trying to catch up and have felt fairly typical. Monday I head back to Omaha and they'll repeat the lung funtion tests. Maybe they'll reveal an objective explanation as to why I had a nice vacation (ie my numbers will have improved), or maybe they won't. Either way, I know that God gave me back some lung function, even if only temporarily. Time will tell what happens from here, but the hope that I'll be able to slowly return to an active life style has been refreshed.
