No one dared say it out loud. Hell, I didn't even really know it was happening. In the days after my transplant my family reveled in how pink my cheeks were. They oo'd and aww'd at the rouge returning to my lips. Mildly annoyed by their gushing I told them to stop. I didn't see much … Continue reading I didn’t even really know it was happening.
I have another blog coming up soon! Until I can get that thought finished here is what is on my mind today. I love Doctor Borkon. He was my surgeon that performed my heart transplant and he's nothing shy of amazing. that being said I think he may have ruined the v-neck for me forever. … Continue reading #FirstWorldProblem