If pigs had wings...away they'd fly!!!

In honor of National Pig Day (March 1st), I'm finally getting around to explaining this pig thing.

To be honest I'm not 100% sure where it all began. One of my favorite childhood books is Charlotte's Web. I loved the fact that Wilbur the pig escaped his destiny and lived a long life. Maybe even then I knew something would be extraordinary about my life (both good and "bad"). Other pig moments included appearing as one in a 3rd grade play and getting a card from my Grandma addressed to Stephie Piggie Dickie. Ever since getting that card the pig thing has taken on a life of it's own. Now I've gotten so many pig gifts that occassionally duplicates are received.

Of course pigs are so cute and I'm sure that's part of my interest in them. However, the real magic is in the concept of the flying pig. I really fell in love with flying pigs back when comedian Heywood Banks sang "If pigs had wings...away they'd fly". If a vertically challenged pig might get lucky enough to grow wings and fly maybe there was some hope for me.

Having CF has made me both vertically and horizontally challenged. A pig is limited by it's weight and girth. I'm limited by my ever declining lung capacity. If a pig can grow wings then maybe I can make it till I get wings of my own. My wings would be in the form of a double lung transplant. How wonderful it would be to fly or even just run a block. Someday hopefully the dream will be a reality.

Of course there is no guarantee with a transplant. So until then I'm trying my best to get by with my lungs for as long as possible.  This has gotten more difficult over the last few years. I'm sick more often and have less energy than before. But I'm still as determined as ever :) . I just walked a slow six miles today and start a yoga training program tommorrow. Maybe this pig does have wings...

Happy Pig Day!!!
Steph