July 1

I got up and went to the doctor. Nothing has changed my lung function is still 15. Got my port reaccessed. I went to pt. There was another girl there who had just been transplanted who was up to 4.0 on the treadmill. I was disgusted because I couldn't do it, and she could. I'm ready for my new lungs. Then, I slept almost all the rest of the day because it was raining outside. I miss my best friend Ashley; she's at camp this week, so I can't talk to her. My daddy is coming to see me this weekend, and Casey will go home with him.