By Christopher Green
But I was able to repeat the 15 minutes of stationary bike riding I talked about in my last post.
Because of the dripping humidity here in Cleveland, I waited until the evening. Still, I could feel the moisture with each breath I took. For me, as I gather with most other people with respiratory problems, humid air breeds congestion. When the air is saturated at levels over 70%, I get so congested that it hurts.
And yet, I could still make the fifteen minutes. It wasn’t as easy as Tuesday, but I was able to hit that mark again. Twice in one week. And my arms did not ache as they did not so long ago.
My O2 levels were mired in the mid 80’s right after I got off the bike, 84 to be exact, but bounced back up quickly to 97, 98 with in less than two minutes. My pulse hit 129, which is high but still down from the 150 mark I was hitting while riding less than 10 minutes just one month ago.
I am guardedly content tonight.
On Sunday, I will ride again to see if I can hit that fifteen-minute moment again. If I can, I will try harder to lose the extra weight I have been packing on.
There is no excuse for me weighing 195 pounds. I need to get down to around 175-180. If I can continue to exercise on a regular basis, I know that I will be able to take off the pounds.
Again, if the pounds come off the breathing should get easier.
They told me at the Clinic that a BMI over 30 is no go for a transplant. I am now hovering around between 28 and 29. Not a lot of wiggle room.
After getting off the bike, I am slightly more confident than I was just one week ago. And yet, I also feel only slightly less sure of myself than I was after the good showing on Tuesday.
Time will tell whether I can kick the transplant down the road a bit.
All I can say is that now is the first time in over two years that I feel I can have some control over my destiny, that what will come is not completely beyond my control.