just keep breathing....

I'm breathing. Yes, I am. You would have had this info had blogger not lost the posting. I just like doing things the hard way.I also do not have my computer or the book I have by dying to read. Those got left in the car. First things first, the Wellington's (my sister and bro-in-law) had their second son. They now are the proud parents of pierce (26 months) and Preston Wellington. With names like those, I feel like I may need to get dressed up just to hang out with them.  There is going to be nothing but good things for this fam tis week.  . I was able to get out of bed and move by 11pm last night thanks to whoever denied me my catheter. It has been beneficial. I've been up several times. . I'm moving relatively painfree.They're pushing me off the iv pain meds quickly.Can't a girl get a day of rest? I can feel my lung expanding better all ready. 1/3 of my "snotoma" is gone through the surgery. My 02 sats are up from low 90s (my norm previously) to 98 and up. That's worth a thoracic search. I feel the remaining stuff moving. I have a small air leak (a hole left in my lung that hasn't completely resolved) but hopefully it will fix itself by tomorrow so I can get my chest tube out. Prior to removing the tube, I'll be put on gravity drainage. This is like a trial to make sure my lung can remain inflated without the tube. If not, it's another day here hanging out with my chest drainage system.  . Not sure where the plan goes from here. I was hoping for results within 48 hours and then maybe I could be sent off to my second home, 1W, to be treated for what's hopefully a very susceptible easy-to-treat fungus. Then I'll be off and running with my treatment right on time for my christmas miracle. Pray those prayers.