They are currently searching the halls of the transplant ward for a bed for Lindsay!! She has been texting me up a storm, sometimes they are a little off (she is super stoned today from the pain meds). She is having a lot of pain today, so they've upt those happy pills. She falls asleep mid text, mid meal, sitting up, reading a page, during physio...but she says breathing is getting easier, and finally is getting to be where she feels like she has new lungs.

She saw her surgeon today...a man of few words she says and here's the kicker...Lindsay is now walking without oxygen! That is the best feeling on this planet. No oxygen tube twisting and twirling and snaking around her legs or others as she walks. No one carting around the canister of oxygen or the incredible green hulk oxygen canister, as Lindsay called it. No one carting the tank, making sure to slow down with Lindsay as she walks. No more hearing the whoosh clunk, whoosh, clunk as she breathes in and out, of the tube through her nose.  Never again Linds. Adios oxygen. Hello beautiful natural O2. Hello new life...won't this be glorious.