Paying Tribute
Monday, August 27th, 2007Dear Friends,
Thank you for your continued love and support. I appreciate everyone’s continued interest and faithful reading of our blog.
Today was a moving day. I had the opportunity to say goodbye to the lungs that sustained me for seven years. I visited Stanford’s Pathology Lab, arranged by our clinic social worker, to pay tribute to the lungs of James Dorn, my first donor. Please join me in honoring him. The lungs were ill- shrunken and full of fungal infections (don’t worry I was wearing a mask and they have been soaking in formalin for six weeks so it was safe), although the chronic rejection damage done to them by my own immune system was more on a microscopic level and not visible on the outside surface of the lungs. It’s hard to believe what happened in only nine months- from running seven miles in October ’06 to being wheelchair bound by May ‘07. Now that I’m no longer in acute “survival mode” my psyche is finally processing this devastation that my own body inflicted on these beloved lungs. I still apologize to James daily and am behooved by immune system warfare. The why and how of biology is often beyond comprehension…
Seeing the lungs of James Dorn was bittersweet. I am so grateful for the life they gave me for seven years and truly saddened to let them go. They travelled with me to five foreign countries and seventeen states, ran approximately 700 miles and swam approximately 125 miles with me for seven years. They climbed hundreds of feet and inhaled the clear air of many mountain tops with me. It was not seeing them physically that was important to me. After all, in the end the physical of all of us ends and the spirit is what remains. It was important to me to put my hands on James’ lungs and say a prayer of thanks to him who breathed for an additional seven years and two weeks because his family said “yes” to organ donation. I will not dwell on the physical absence of him inside me, for his spirit remains a part of me and I will forever be grateful for what he has allowed me to do. For that I said thanks and paid tribute today.
I was encouraged to post photos, but I am sensitive to my dear donor family who may be checking this blog, so for those of you who would like to also view my former lungs (strong stomachs recommended) please email me and I’d be open to share photos. anana1872@yahoo.com
On other notes, my doctor’s visit today went well. My recovery is on track, although my lung capacity is still at 51%. I’m walking 2 miles almost everyday which has normalized my blood sugars finally. Today, I received another infusion of Cytogam, an anti-Cytomegalovirus (CMV) chemotherapy agent , which is standard for transplant recipients since we have a decreased immune system and CMV which is ubiquitous and can cause devastating infections. I am so grateful for the excellent care I’m receiving and for the lack of complications so far (knock on wood). Soon I will start a physical therapy rehab program at Sequoia hospital in hopes of getting stronger.
My German family just had a family reunion in Poland , formerly German, to retrace my father’s family’s flight from Breslau to Berlin during World War II. For seven months they walked through Czechoslovakia to flee invading Russians. Also, I’ve watched documentaries like “Born into Brothels” and “Tibet: Cry of the Snow Leopard” and realize that if I was not born into this time or place of transplantation, I would be soooooooo dead by now. So I am humbled…
Thank you for your continued prayers and support. Wishing you all wellness, strength and enjoyment of these final days of summer.
Love you all,
Ana Stenzel