On Tuesday I shared a scary statistic that people with cardiopulmonary fitness numbers as poor as mine have a 66-75% chance of dying within 12 months.
In the hours and days since then, I've done some reflecting and come to the following conclusion:
That is a statistic, not a sure outcome.
I am not a statistic.
I am God's precious daughter and he determines the length of my life. He sustains me and gives me breath.
Statistics are helpful to guide my treatment. It's good to know there is a high risk so I can pursue a transplant.
Statistics are helpful, but they don't determine my fate.
In the studies they used to determine those statistics, a certain percentage of individuals with numbers as bad or worse than mine died.
BUT... THE REST OF THEM LIVED!!!
Only God knows how long I might live without a transplant.
My heart is His. My life is in His hands.
ACCENTUATE THE POSITIVE!
- No asthma
- Good cholesterol
- Kaiser coverage
- Right cardiology team
- Incredible support and love from my church, friends, family
- Can still sing, draw, craft, sew, play piano and write
- Nursed Elliott for six months, will make it to seven at least before I might have to wean
Despite these momentary afflictions, future bright no matter what... New lease on life with new heart or new body in heaven!
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