A Little About Me

Hi! I am Lorrie Hill! I am a born and raised Texan. I am a nerd for anything science, especially when it comes to human physiology and health. I enjoy a good book, a long Netflix binge, going to musicals, spending the day at a beach, and enjoying a nice walk outside. I bleed maroon and will be graduating Texas A&M this spring with a B.S. in Kinesiology. Though A&M will always have my heart I’ll be jumping ship to work towards an MPH in Epidemiology at UTHealth in Houston this August.

Why Did You Create A Blog?

First of all, I have always enjoyed writing. Being from a science background, most of the writing I do is very technical, I wanted a place to be creative and talk about life.

The main reason I started these ramblings was to keep family and friends up to date on how I was recovering from my third open-heart surgery during the summer of 2017. After recovering I decided to keep sporadically posting about what was happening in my life, the lessons I was learning from it, and perspectives that I hoped could help others.

So What’s Up Now?

I hope to keep this blog going as it has been. I have a lot of things coming down the pipeline in the net year or so. I hope to talk about the rest of my undergrad at A&M, my move to Houston in May, and my journey to a heart transplant.

Does some of this seem doomy and gloomy? I mean, you’re not wrong. If you’re new here my faithful followers can tell you that I like to keep things as light-hearted as possible and inject humor where I can.


100 days

To be completely honest I have been struggling to put thoughts together for this post this week. I have been having a difficult time figuring out what I want to talk about when there has been so much chaos and hurt that has boiled to the top of America’s social “pot” this past week. I normally try to write about a topic on these posts and tie it in with an update on myself. I am going to try to do that again, but it might just end up as an update alone.

***Update: I was able to keep with the normal post format. Enjoy the story of Vivien Thomas and my thoughts on our current social justice movement, then scroll to the bottom for a health update***

I and most adults and kids with more complicated congenital heart defects would not be here today without a black man. In fact, anyone who has had open-heart surgery can attribute it’s success to Vivien Thomas. Yes, you read that correctly.

Though history teaches us that Alfred Blalock was the pioneer of pediatric heart surgery, that is only half true. While working at Vanderbilt in the 1930’s Blalock found a laboratory assistant in the carpenter-turned-janitor, Vivien Thomas. Thomas quickly learned the lab techniques and research procedures to help Blalock study shock and kidney conditions. As Thomas proved himself, Blalock gave him more autonomy to carry out the research on his own. Though integral, this partnership remained lopsided as Thomas remained classified as a “janitor” for many years, even after following Blalock to carry on research at johns Hopkins.

While at Hopkins, working on a shunt to bypass a Coarctation of the Aorta, Blalock and Thomas were approached by Dr. Helen Taussig, a pediatric cardiologist that wanted to give her patients with Tetralogy of Fallot, or blue-baby syndrome, a fighting chance. These babies were blue due to a lack of oxygenated blood reaching the body, and Thomas came up with the idea to create a shunt from either the right or left subclavian artery to the corresponding pulmonary artery in order to send more blood to the lungs. In order to see if this shunt would work, Vivien Thomas spent countless hours trying to create the “blue-baby syndrome” in laboratory dogs, then he spent even more hours performing and perfecting this shunt procedure on around 200 dogs. When a child was in critical need of the operation, Thomas taught Blalock how to perform the surgery then created pediatric sized tools and clamps Blalock would need to perform the operation on an infant. On the day of the surgery in 1944, though Thomas was not allowed into the OR due to segregation, Blalock demanded Thomas be allowed in there to stand just behind to walk him through the procedure. Once Blalock became comfortable with, what was named the Blalock-Taussig (BT) shunt, he performed thousands of them on his own while Thomas was back in the lab collaborating with other surgeons on Blalock’s behalf to come up with the first bypass surgery and many other medical advancements. He also spent his time in the lab teaching new surgeons. Vivien Thomas made an extreme impact on medical advancements, especially in the field of cardiac surgery all without a college degree, which was difficult to achieve during this time in history due to the systemic racism of university systems that has still not been completely eradicated. After working at Johns Hopkins for 37 years, the university gave him an honorary doctorate and appointed him to the faculty of the medical school in 1976.

Vivien Thomas’ story is full of racism, breaking barriers, and convenient acceptance. In many ways, racism is not as overt today as it was through the mid-1900s. We do not have laws that directly say where black people can live work and play today, but the history between races has left a rift in our society. In a way, we have made big changes, but many times these changes have only patched the surface. This systemic racism is deep-seated and extremely complex. Since there is no single cause, there is no single answer. Complex problems require complex solutions.

Since many of my readers are white, we are part of the problem, whether you want to admit it or not. But, we can also be a big part of the solution. Systemic change is catalyzed by individual change. Purposely pay attention to the racial bias that history has taught us, and intentionally work to change that narrative. I have been working on this for many years, and I know, it’s not easy. Being white is comfortable, and that is okay, but we should not be okay with how uncomfortable our fellow black and brown citizens are. We can also individually fight for our fellow citizens with our dollars and with our ballots. If you want, donate to black activism groups. If you do not want to touch the protests, for some reason, google your local black-owned restaurants and stores near you and choose to spend your money there. My last point on individual change is to vote in local and national elections. In this day and age, the people hold a lot of power but so do our elected officials and appointed-by-elected officials. Do your research then go to the polls, or mail in your ballots to choose to put people into office that want to make changes to create a more equitable, kind, and loving America.

Vivien Thomas, and under-recognized black man, advanced medicine so that I could have three heart surgeries and be on the heart transplant list for 100 days.

A lot has happened in this world and personally since February 24th, when I was listed and since April 16th, when I posted last. On the personal side, I turned in my internship binder, was notified I was the honor graduate, or top student, in my program, and graduated Cum Laude from Texas A&M. On the day of graduation, I went on a “car-entine” adventure to play mini golf with my roommate’s family. The day after graduation my parents came down to make 2 trips with two cars each to move me to my apartment in Houston. I’ve been living in Houston for about three and a half weeks now and I like it all so far. I enjoy walking the bayou trails and having everything imaginable nearby.

Health-wise things have been going okay. When living in College Station, the same walk around my complex was getting more and more difficult. Nothing crazy, just getting short of breath quicker and feeling more exhausted afterward. I had a transplant clinic appointment on May 21st. Can you believe they only took four vials of blood? I was shocked. that is a record as of late! Numerically, everything looks stable. to combat the shortness of breath we changed a once a day medication that we haven’t changed in years to twice a day to see if it would help the fatigue. It did the exact opposite. I felt like I was swimming through concrete by 2 pm the following week. I called my team and we changed it to half the dose twice a day. So far, so good! maybe I have a little more energy than before, but it is honestly really hard to tell.

Remember, 100 days of waiting seems like a lot, but we have got another 100-200+ before we can get our hopes up for a call. Obviously, it can come at any time, but realistically we still have a while.

For now, I’ll just keep moving forward, seeing how things play out. I’ve been doing a lot of reading, show and movie watching, painting, and brushing up on statistics for a biostats class I will be taking in the fall. If you have any book, show, or movie recommendations, send them my way!

Stay safe everyone!


P.S. If you want to watch a movie about Thomas and Blalock, go watch “Something The Lord Made,” on HBO. you can also find it in pieces on YouTube. Main Perk? it has Alan Rick Man and Mos Def, and is actually a really great movie!

50 Days

I meant to write a post on 4/14/2020 to mark 50 active days on the transplant list, but I am writing this on day 51. What’s new? My faithful followers know I am not great at getting these posts out with any kind of regularity. Should I even try to post every 50 days? I’ll make it a goal, but who knows if it will happen.

I wrote to you last on March 12th, and boy, a lot has happened in the world since then. Currently, we are all still in our homes social distancing, helping the virus run out of people to infect, and flattening the curve to reduce a little bit of the stress on our medical system.

Spring break for Texas A&M was March 7th through the 15th. I got to go down to a family friend’s beach house in Galveston, TX with my roommates for a few days towards the end of the week. I got to see said family friends, see my brother, and relax with some of my best college friends. Over-all it was a great trip. We spent most of our time at the beach or on the porch of the house, but we did take extra cautions one night and went to Yaga’s on the strand because it is hard to go to Galveston and not visit the Strand district. While hanging out on the beach Friday with a group of my roommates, my brother and his crew (they came down because the rodeo got canceled on them), I got the email that A&M had extended their break and that all classes would be moved online. Around that same time, the governments started taking things seriously by encouraging social distancing and moving more and more schools and jobs to online platforms. It was all very surreal, being in a relaxing place, listening to waves crash while it looked like a microscopic virus was undoing the fabric of normalcy on an individual, societal, national, and global level.

We were planning to stay at the beach until Sunday, we decided to leave on Saturday since we were all slightly burnt and anxious to get back, to physically distance ourselves to keep us safe. That was March 14th, 32 days ago. Since then I have left my apartment complex about 7 times and have only gotten out of my car once, at a park.

For the love of humanity and your fellow citizens, I hope you all have similar stories to tell of staying home.

If you are young, healthy, and feel invincible and don’t know why you should be staying home. Stay home for me. Much of the rhetoric that came out of Asia and Italy said that just older people and people with underlying conditions are at a much higher risk of having complications if they contract the virus. In the U.S., and across the globe since then, we have seen that young adults DO get the virus and they CAN have complications. So, stay home for your parents, grandparents, friends like me, and for yourself.

Growing up, I went to my grandparent’s house every summer for a week or so. At some point during the week, I would run out of things to do and tell my grandmom that I was bored. She would often help me find something new to capture my attention, but each time she told me that intelligent people are never bored. That phrase has stuck with me to this day. Whether it is/has been real or perceived intelligence, I have rarely found myself being bored since then.

If you’ve been here for a while you might have picked up on the notions that I fight the fear of unknown and uncertainty with research, growth and gaining a deeper and multi-faceted understanding of the problems at hand. In other words, this global pandemic has sent me on a research frenzy, and I love it. I don’t love that this virus is infecting millions and killing hundreds of thousands, not to mention economies, ways of life, and societal norms. But, I mean, how cool is it to see the field you are devoting your life’s work to, that is normally humming along in the background unnoticed, to be suddenly thrust onto center stage around the world. It stinks that it takes a pandemic of the SARS-COV-2 virus to make the world more aware of hand hygiene, how crucial public health is, and how important epidemiologist are when it comes to predicting, tracking, modeling, mitigating risk, and helping drive recommendations and policies when they pertain to diseases, such as COVID-19.

Over the past weeks, I have filled my “boredom” time with research about the virus, and pandemic, as well as researching more about what I want to focus on and research in graduate school, which is chronic disease epi by the way. I have pieced together projects, papers, and internship site evaluations to put together an internship binder to turn in and complete my undergraduate career, next week. I have read, watched movies, gone on a daily walk around my apartment complex, started an easier 30-day yoga challenge, cooked a lot, and have watched quite a few movies. (if you are looking for some eclectic movie recommendations, hit me up! – from my roommate “I’ve never heard of most of these movies but they’re all really good.”) I have yet to find myself to be bored.

Health-wise things are going pretty steady. I think this slow-down has been good for my body. My body is still exhausted by the end of each day, but it has been nice to have a little more control over what I need to get done in a day and when I hit my “energy wall.” That being said, going to grad classes in the fall will be a welcomed event. I am ready to be back in a physical classroom and lab learning and studying.

Remember last time, when I said I would be seeing my transplant team every 4-8 weeks from there on out? Yeah, well… I was supposed to go see them on April 6th, but the Thursday before, we decided it would be safer for me to not come in for a while due to the virus. Thankfully, we have the leeway of stability to do that right now, so we rescheduled to see them and get some testing done on May 21st, about two weeks after I will have moved down there, so that’s convenient.

Before I sign off, for now, I want to let you know about one other thing I have been working on at home for the last few weeks. I have been editing automated transcripts for a podcast! I am a podcast junkie. You can ask my roomies, I bore them with the details of many of the podcasts I love to listen to. There’s a mom in the Congenital Heart Defect community named Anna, who started a podcast for the community years ago, to have guests on to share their experiences and talk about different topics and challenges that people in the community face. I have been a part of a few CHD community Facebook groups for a number of years because they are great resources for support. I met Anna in one of these groups and she asked me (a few times) if I would like to be on the pod because I have an interesting story to share that could heal others. I declined for a while, I was nervous to publicly share what I have been and am going through. Starting this blog two and a half years ago to give updates on my last surgery started to bring me “out of the closet” of my heart condition. Though this mainly just reaches family and close friends, it was an important first step. In September I started an Instagram account (@theheartofthejourney) to chronicle this journey to a heart transplant and invite those who wanted to follow along, on the journey. Earlier in March, I reached out to Anna and asked if I could help with the podcast at all and she said she had an automated transcription program, that needs someone to go in after and edit them to make sure they are accurate. I said, “teach me how, and I can do.” So far I have published transcriptions for 8 thirty-minute episodes, including my own!

Yep, you just read all of that to learn I said yes to being on a podcast and sharing my story of how my heart impacted my childhood and what lead me to be listed for a transplant. Anyway, if you want to check it out go look up “Heart to Heart with Anna,” on your favorite podcast app and look for the episode called “Waiting for a Heart.” Its a little cringy, but I think I told my story the way I wanted it told, aka, get ready for an anotomy lesson!

As always, don’t forget to become an organ donor and make your wishes known! (Especially since April is Donate Life Month!)


P.S. If you would like to receive a graduation announcement from me even though the physical graduation was canceled), please email your address to leh621@yahoo.com

P.P.S. Here is the link to listen to my podcast episode if you do not know how podcast apps work. https://www.spreaker.com/user/heart2heartannaandfriends/waiting-for-a-heart




Wow! I am terrible at updating my blog. So bad, I have to go back and read my last post to remember what I have told you guys and what I haven’t. I will try to be better, but if we are honest, it probably won’t get too much better! HAHA!2F632DEC-3845-4B2D-BB06-34C728BA6C72

If you are not following me on Facebook or Instagram, or just missed it: I got Listed for a heart transplant on February 24th, 2020!

Now we will take a quick step back.

It looks like I left you guys in December, after getting back from New York and celebrating the holidays. In that post, I talked about being accepted to an MPH program, apartment hunting during transplant evaluation, and how evaluation went. How I needed to see an adult congenital cardiologist and liver specialist before my transplant team would take my case to the Medical Review Board.

On January 19th I went down to Houston with my dad for the two specialists. After an ultrasound and meeting with the doctor, we learned my liver is pretty normal and should not have trouble with a transplant, which was awesome. Cardiologist appointments at TCH are typically 30 minutes, maybe 45 if there is a lot to discuss or you get off on tangents. I met with this adult congenital cardiologist for an hour and forty-five minutes! We started with a blank whiteboard and drew EVERYTHING out. we started with my general heart anatomy and its implications prenatally, when I was born, and as I have grown. We talked about all the surgeries and interventions I have had and how those made my heart function slightly more normally for a time. With that, we talked about my options now. the few options we have to medically manage my heart failure symptoms and potentially make me feel slightly better. At first, I thought the doctor was trying to talk us out of transplant, but he clarified that he thought going forward with transplant listing is probably the right move. But, while being listed, and especially once I move to Houston, my transplant team and I should think about trying new medications and maybe catheter procedures to try to increase the amount of blood that can flow to my lungs without increasing pulmonary pressure or tanking my blood pressure. In other words, there just are not any great or clear options that would make things significantly better. Which is why I am listed for a heart transplant.

After gathering and analyzing all the data on me, my transplant team presented my case to the Medical Review Board on February 7th. The large board unanimously agreed to list me! This was a HUGE step and a big relief!

My coordinator told me that she would send all the information to insurance and we should hear something by the following Wednesday, but that they could take up to 10 business days to approve. She said they normally approve it all quickly. When I hadn’t heard anything by Thursday, I messaged her to see if she had heard anything. She responded with a “no,” and “this is the longest I have ever seen insurance take, but one of your insurances technically takes between five and ten business days. I hope to get something soon.” on Friday she called me to inform me that insurance wanted to more letters from different doctors to approve. One of the docs could simply send in a letter, the second one wanted one more general test, so I set that up for the first thing the following Monday morning. Finally, on that Monday, the 24th, around 11 AM, I got a call from my coordinator that she had gotten approval from insurance and that she had just listed me. UNOS assigned me to status 4 on the list.  We’ll talk about statuses and how I understand the list to work in a minute.

Remember in December how I had mentioned a new arrhythmia I had developed and put on a beta-blocker? I was put on a pretty normal dose and it worked really well for a while. I have studied beta-blockers in some of my classes and I never truly believed they could lower hear rates and keep them from rising that well, but boy was I wrong. before the medication, my resting rate was in the 80s and 90s and would get up to the 110s and 120s with something as simple as walking. with that initial dose, I was lucky if my heart rate broke 100 while doing the exact same activities and my resting rate was in the low 60s. About two weeks ago I realized that I had been feeling extremely fatigued and tired by like 12:30/1PM ish to the point that I felt like it took so much effort to do the simplest things. I also noticed that whenever I was walking or being active, which increased my heart rate, then stopped, instead of my heart rate coming down slowly I felt it wanting to drop when my body wasn’t ready for it so it felt like there were some disorganized palpitations happening. I am not really quite sure how to explain the feeling but it was strange. After calling to report this and to see if I needed to come in sooner to get it checked out they told me to just half the dose and we would reevaluate when I can for an appointment on March 2nd. Thankfully I have felt better on the half dose, I’ve felt less fatigued and haven’t had any of those particular palpitations.

This past Sunday, March 1st, My parents and I went down to Houston to meet with a realtor to look at some condos and more apartments to see more options for living possibilities. we saw some really great places and think we have greatly narrowed down the area I should live in. let me know if you guys know anything about the Braeswood Place/Myerland area! On Monday, we saw one last apartment then went for bloodwork (12 tubes this time!) and met with the transplant team. Things are looking stable for now blood work-wise. We upped my dosage of diuretics to see if it helps with the exhaustion and fatigue, I cannot quite tell if it’s helping yet, but maybe? We kept the beta-blocker on the half dose for now, but they hooked me up with a 24 hr holter (wearable heart monitor) right before we left to make sure the dose adequately takes care of the atrial arrhythmia we are using it to treat. At this point, it seems like appointments everything 6 ish weeks will be used to adjust medication combinations and checking quantitative data, like bloodwork, echos, and 6-minute walk tests to try to maintain stability.

We also asked questions about listing and learned a little bit more. Get ready for a little education!

No, I do not have a number. No, I do not really know where I am on the list. No, I do not know how long it will take to receive the gift of a heart.

Okay, so the adult transplant list has 6 active statuses and a Status 7 that is “inactive.”

Status 1 = you need a heart, like yesterday. So most people listed as staus 1 are on life support. There are not too many people listed under this status.

Status 6 = you could benefit from a transplant, but it is not urgent. Status 6 is the “catch-all” of patients that do not fit into the higher statuses each with their own specifications.

Each status has a list, ranking people based on medical urgency and time spent on the transplant list. I was listed as Status 4 by UNOS because I am being listed due to a congenital heart defect (CHD), which is one of the specific listing criteria for the status. Moving up a status requires physical decline. So, of course, moving up statuses is a double-edged sword.

One of the reasons my team decided to list me now is that time accrued matters. If I spend 100 days on the list and physically decline enough to jump to status 3, I would be listed higher in that status than someone that got listed for the first time at the same time in status 3. For someone like me, it is probably better to wait on the list, than off the list.

Remember those 34 tubes of blood I had drawn in December? Most of those were to help my team type my heart tissue and immune system. another really important part of transplanting any organ is matching donated organs to recipient bodies that will more easily accept the organ. a recipient will never truly accept a donated organ, but the closer the tissue types, immune antibodies, and blood types match, the less of a fight the recipient’s body will put on to reject the donated organ. During transplant surgery, the recipient’s immune system is pretty much destroyed to make the introduction of the new organ easier. the recipient then takes anti-rejection/immunosuppression drugs for the rest of their life to keep their body from attacking the organ.

As I am writing this on day 12 on the list, I am stable. If everything remains the way it is, it will most likely take over a year to get the call. until then, I’m just going to keep living my life in the 1 hour (2 hours until I move to Houston) bubble around TCH. This will include finishing this internship, where I am learning more about dealing with difficult people and secretarial work than research, graduating in May, moving to Houston in May, hopefully doing a summer data mining research gig at TCH, and starting grad school in the fall.

So, yeah. This is where I am at now. Enjoy the (remaining) product of a celebratory photoshoot my roommates and I did in extreme wind and cold mist the Monday after being approved by the MRB!

As always, consider becoming an organ donor and be sure your family is aware of your wishes.

Moving Forward

Welcome to the new and improved website! I have changed the name, the theme, and the welcome message of this blog to better represent my life now since “the summer of 2017” has long passed. If you click the menu dropdown you can find posts organized by year or topic, for easier reading. I also created a new Instagram account, tagged at the top, of the same name where I’ll be posting more often as a way for me to educate and process through this journey.

I realize I haven’t written you guys in a while. I had to go back to the last post to figure out what I have told you since a lot has happened in the past six months.

It looks like the last thing I talked about was my initial meeting with the transplant team and I announced, after much deliberation, I was moving forward with the heart transplant process.

Shortly after the last post, I scheduled a three-day full transplant evaluation for December 9th – 11th. I kept going along with my day to day activities to complete my last semester of undergraduate classes until then.

The post before last, I wrote about discovering the field of public health epidemiology and how getting an MPH would allow me to have a career that intersects many of my passions. In the end, I applied to two programs, Texas A&M’s school of public health and UTHealth Houston’s school of public health. three weeks after all my application material was received I got accepted into UTHealth’s SPH, about a week ago I got into A&M’s program. It’s nice to feel wanted.

Though I love Texas A&M and all it has given me, UTHealth was my first choice because it has a much more established school of public health and an epidemiology track. Academic diversity is always a good thing. The coolest part of all is that it takes me back to Houston and allows me to take classes, literally, two and a half blocks from Texas Children’s Hospital, where I will hopefully be listed for a heart. Not many people would want to work towards a master’s degree while in heart failure and on a transplant list, but I am ready and excited to give it a try.

Transplant evaluation consisted of three very long days, hardly any time for lunch, and 34 vials of blood being drawn. The first day we met with Allergy and Immunology, and Infectious diseases to learn about post-transplant immunosuppression, make sure I was fully vaccinated and that those vaccines were up to date, and talk about the antibodies I have and don’t have that impact organ tissue matching. I then met with a psychologist and was scheduled for a two-hour neuro-psych evaluation to test my learning abilities. When we showed up to that last appointment, the doctor came out to tell us that since I am finishing a science-based undergrad degree and am already accepted to a STEM Master’s program, they know I am cognitively advanced and do not have trouble learning new things. HAHA!

The second day I saw Occupational and Physical therapists to evaluate my functional capacity. In October and the second day and evaluation I completed a six-minute walk test where you walk as fast and as far as you can in six minutes, you’re allowed to stop but are encouraged to keep going. In October I was able to walk about 1141 ft with zero stops with my oxygen levels bottoming out at 65 and staying in the upper 60s for most of the test, honestly, I was having a really good day that day and I was surprised by those results.  In December I only made it 1089 ft. I had to take to rests, my O2 levels bottomed out at 59 stayed in the mid to low 60s for most of the test. After those appointments, we headed to the heart center to have an EKG done, as well as a 24-hour holter monitor placed. We met with a surgeon and two of his PAs (one of them being an Aggie who had graduated from the exact same degree program as me!) then headed out for the day.

Day three consisted of an early morning echocardiogram, a two hour lower extremity ultrasound, meetings with social work, nutrition, and one of the transplant cardiologists. At the end of day three, we learned that everything is looking pretty good and they want to take my case to the Medical Review Board (MRB) as soon as they can. Before they can do that though, they want me to see and get plugged in with an adult congenital cardiologist since the one I love and have been seeing for a long time is a pediatric cardiologist while I am 23, lol. My transplant team also,  wants me to see a liver specialist to get scans to be sure my liver is good and will be able to handle a heart transplant.they mainly want to do this as a precaution because most single ventricle patients my age have had a series of three surgeries where the third surgery can cause liver fibrosis due to higher arterial pressures. I have only really been able to have two of those surgeries since I am one of a very few my age in this situation they don’t really know if the liver responds the same way. they want to be sure they look into it in case one of the 40 people on the review board asks about it.

Since I accepted my admissions offer to UTHealth in October, we went down to Houston early on the Sunday before to look at apartments and figure out the area I want to live in for grad school. we looked at about four complexes on Sunday and visited more throughout the week when we were done each day. On Monday night, we were able to visit our original Houston stomping grounds seeing our first two houses and eating dinner at Molina’s, one of our favorite Mexican restaurants. We also got to deliver Christmas popcorn to Dr. Kline in person.

Dr. Kline was the only pediatrician I had. His signing me out was the only way I was able to leave the hospital after I was born. Now, Dr. Kline is a die-hard UT Longhorn and, while proud, he has always given me so much crap about want to be, then becoming a Texas A&M Aggie. The smile on his face when I showed him my acceptance letter to UTHealth was absolutely priceless.

During the evaluation, we learned A LOT more about pre-, during, and post-transplant, it was quite a bit to take in but it definitely helped show me that this is the direction I should be going.

Two days after the three-day marathon I flew to New York to visit my aunt and do “Christmas in the City.” I’ve been to NYC many times before, so I’ve seen most of the big “Have to see’s,” so we were able to take it slow and easy and see the things we wanted to see in about a 6 block radius from Reckafellar plaza. We saw Come From Away ( which was SO SO good! See it if you get the chance), we experienced the magic of the Rockefeller tree and the Saks 5th light show and strolled down the festive buildings of 5th avenue. The trip as a whole was much enjoyed and very needed! Thank you, Aunt Lorrie!

when I got back I got a call about my Holter monitor results showing a new atrial arrhythmia. Thankfully it is nothing too crazy, but I have started a beta-blocker to help better control it. It is the first time I have had to start a new type of medication but so far so good!

Currently, I am still enjoying a fun and restful holiday with family and friends before I head back to College Station for one more semester. This semester I am doing an internship in the applied exercise physiology lab at Texas A&M where I will get to help manage and run cardiac stress and body composition testing and research along with helping teach students how to take blood pressures and set up and run EKGs. I am really excited to keep doing this clinical work I enjoy with professors I really look up to.

I update again when I get more info or after I get the results from the Medical Review Board. Until then, have a happy and healthy New Year!


World Heart Day 2019

One easy way to prevent most cardiovascular diseases is to raise awareness about the disease, the treatments, and give people the tools to understand and minimize their risk factors. That is exactly what the goal of World Heart Day. In 2000, the World Heart Federation established this day of world-wide education and awareness to encourage people to take control of their heart health.

I have always had a deep interest in the cardiovascular system for obvious reasons. But, since coming to college Encouraging others to decrease their changeable risk factors and learning about the correlations between coronary artery disease and obesity has become my passion project.

On this 2019 World Heart Day, I thought I’d share with you the risk factors of cardiovascular diseases and some of the most common forms of heart disease. (I’ll also share some updates on my personal heart journey at the end.

Risk Factors:

Let’s start with the things you cannot change.

  • Being male – sorry guys, you are always going to be at a higher risk
  • Age – Men over 45 and women over 55 are more likely to develop cardiovascular diseases
  • Genetics – Some people just have a genetic predisposition to developing heart disease. This is why it is important to know and understand your family history. Just because heart disease runs in your family does not mean you are doomed, there are plenty of positive health behaviors that can negate genetic predisposition.

Now for the risk factors you do have control over!

  • Smoking and Tobacco use puts you at higher risk
  • High Blood Pressure is very common around the world, especially in 1st world countries. Healthy BP is 120/80. Despite the new guidelines that you need to start blood pressure medication if you are over 120/80, it has not been scientifically backed up that taking medication helps in the long term, unless blood pressure is over 140/90
  • High cholesterol: while both cholesterol levels and blood pressure have genetic components, a healthy diet and adequate physical activity can help improve these.
    • Total cholesterol: aim to keep total cholesterol levels below 200 mg
    • LDL: This is considered the “bad” cholesterol that should be aimed to be kept below 130 mg
    • HDL: This is the “good” cholesterol that is sent to your liver for processing rather than to the peripheral vessels. you want HDL to be OVER 35 mg
  • Diabetes, especially the type 2 variety is a risk factor
  • Physical inactivity – our ever-evolving sedentary lifestyles have increased our collective risk for cardiovascular disease. We can fight this risk by participating in at least 30 minutes of exercise a minimum of 3 days a week, with more physical activity. This is easy to accomplish by simply going for a half-hour walk each evening. I till help you clear your head and fight heart disease.
  • Obesity – a Body Mass Index (BMI) of over 30 increases your risk of developing heart disease.
  • Diet – eating a balanced diet of whole grains, fruits, vegetables, and lean protein in moderation decreases risk for obesity, hypertension, high cholesterol, and obesity.

Heart Diseases:

  • Atherosclerosis/Coronary Artery Disease: CAD is the most common acquired heart disease. It occurs over the years where fatty deposits accumulate in the coronary arteries forming plaques that can rupture or grow too big and cause a heart attack. This is not just a disease for the old, atherosclerotic plaques have been found in American teenagers. this disease can be prevented, delayed, and helped by healthy lifestyle choices like physical activity and a healthy diet.
  • Arteriosclerosis: the hardening of arteries that occurs mainly with age.  this hardening decreases the elasticity and pumping ability of the arteries that direct blood around the body.
  • Cardiomyopathies: This class of diseases is the development of a malformed (thickened or thinned heart walls) and malfunctioning heart muscle. Cardiomyopathy can happen after an infection, drug use, pregnancy complications, or a whole host of other things.
  • Congenital Heart Defects: This form is what has impacted me. Congenital heart defects can range from a small hole in the septum between cambers to complete missing ventricles and everything in between. these cannot be prevented.
  • Endocarditis: an infection of the heart muscle.
  • Heart valve insufficiencies: these often occur as a result of high blood pressure that slowly wears out the valve causing it not to fully close and send blood where it needs to go.
  • Rheumatic Heart diseases: this is a more common problem in third world countries where people infected with rheumatic fever cannot get the treatment they need at the time they need it, allowing the virus to move to and attack the heart, especially the valves.

In summation, be sure to visit your doctor often to monitor your blood pressure and cholesterol. Know your family history. Do not smoke, use tobacco or other illicit drugs. Eat from every food group in a balanced and moderate way, and stay as physically active as you can.

Happy World Heart Day! Remember to take care of yourself.

Lorrie Update:

The last time I posted, I had just scheduled the “new heart transplant” appointment for September 19th, and had a lot of unanswered questions. If you recall, three of the big questions I had in the last post were; Is it time to move forward with transplant? Can I stay at Texas Children’s? and could I be a candidate?

When we went in for the appointment I had some preliminary blood work, received a 92-page transplant “bible,” and an appointment with a transplant cardiologist. The doctor that saw me that day is apparently besties with the cardiologist I’ve had since I was 8, so we think Dr. Ayres worked some magic for our initial appointment. The sheer amount of information my mom, dad, and I were presented with made it feel like we were drinking from a fire hose. It was a lot, and it is also all in the 92-page book. We learned that yes, it is time to move forward with transplant if it is something I want to do. Yes, I can stay at TCH since my anatomy is really strange, but if/when I get a transplant I will probably be transitioned to an adult program about a year after. Finally, as long as something surprising doesn’t show up during the full evaluation I could be a candidate. Now that I am “a part of” the transplant program I will be going for appointments every six to eight weeks in order to be closely monitored, meaning I’ll be back at TCH on Halloween.

I really appreciated that they would not allow me to say “yes” to moving forward with the transplant process until I had gone home and thought about, talked to loved ones, and processed all the information for a week or more before moving forward. The week after the appointment I talked through all the positives and negatives of transplant with my parents, aunt, brothers, grandparents, close friends, mentors, a friend who has had a transplant, and a professor whose grandson had a double lung transplant in August. After many deep conversations some emotional, some logistical, and many of both, I knew I was truly ready to take on the journey after I was able to cry about the positives and negatives of it all. I know a decision is solid and known when I am able to process the emotions of it all.

Last Friday I called my coordinator to officially start the process and to schedule a three-day full evaluation in early December.

New Journeys

Remember how I have not REALLY posted a true update blog in a couple months? I’ve touched on things, hinted at things, and talked about what has happened. Well, buckle up and get ready, because this is THAT post that has been months in the making. There’s also fun and exciting news towards the end so you can read to then or scroll towards the bottom.


Rewind to Last November 2018.

My mom and I go for a cardiology appointment. things are going okay, I am starting to really notice tiredness and fatigue and some other symptoms like slight ankle swelling, which has been happening for the past few years, dizziness and kind of an “out of it feeling” from walking around campus, which we concluded to be a result of a lack of oxygen to the brain. In a way, we figured this tiredness and fatigue were mainly from the stress of the semester which was exacerbating symptoms but also agreed that my heart was working pretty hard despite that. We did blood work and found that my red cell count is back to and exceeding (pre-surgery level) being through the roof to adapt to poor oxygenation. This is a good way the body adapts and it has served me well for a long time, but once it starts getting too high it can start causing problems. Since I was borderline, I was told to keep taking aspirin and we would check it again in 4-6 months.

Jump to April.

We return for the four-month follow-up, things were not getting better, in my opinion, they were going downhill slightly. Honestly, I was feeling even more tired and fatigued than the semester before. If I didn’t have favorite benches to rest on en route to my classes, I found one because huffing it from the bus stop at Beutal to Heldenfels simply was not possible every time. I carry around a pulse oximeter to check O2 levels in my backpack and saw it consistently drop into the 60s each time I walk really anywhere. Though my body knows how to handle this and keep me upright and going if needed, it was starting to really take a toll. Again we thought it could be the stress of the semester since the spring semester was quite a bit more intense than the fall semester. [As a back note, it had been determined that the last surgery was most likely going to be the last surgery possible that could maybe fix things, and we all know it did not really do anything.] My family, doctor, and I were feeling a little discouraged because we could not think of anything to make things better as a whole. As something to try my doctor decided she was going to try to present my case to the entire cardiology department once again (and make sure all the important people were there) to see if anyone had any ideas before we would jump to heart transplant. The thing with transplant is that it is kind of a last resort option because it essentially trades one disease for another. your own organs will always be better than donated ones because your body knows and accepts them as their own. We also had bloodwork done and were told to come back in 3-5 months.

About a week later I was walking from getting lunch at Chick-fil-a on west campus towards the buses to head to my research lab and I got a call from my doctor, I could not find a place to sit so I just awkwardly stood in the middle of the sidewalk and took the call. First off, she told me, that my red cell count was actually down a little so we could just keep doing what we were doing on that front. We then talked a lot of technical lingo because she (and I) enjoys the fact that I can understand her medical-ese but long story short, both transplant and the head surgery guy were there and the head surgery guy said that if my small ventricle was just large and powerful enough he would consider completely taking out my common valve, building a wall between the two ventricles and replacing the valve with two artificial valves. The transplant team said that yes, my case would be more complicated because I have been operated on three times before but they have done a good number of “re-operations” and they would agree to look at me. All of us kind of had a sense of cautious hope rise in us at the thought of a different surgery to try to mend things. One of the questions that really seeded my caution was I asked my doctor if there could be an argument made for forgoing this “high risk, high reward” surgery and going straight to transplant instead? and she responded with “arguments could be made for either option.”

The only way to figure out if surgery was an option was to have a cardiac MRI

For most of this summer, I stayed in College Station to work in the research lab of the same professor as I had in the spring, help teach senior fitness three times a week, and study for the GRE. In the middle of that, I went down to Houston in July to have the two+ hour MRI done. Throughout the whole summer, I was dreading having to make a decision between surgery and transplant if things came to that.


In the middle of August, my dad and I drove back down to Houston for another appointment. Right after an abbreviated “small talk” session and before asking me how things have been, my doctor jumped right into the meat and potatoes of the whole situation. After I had had the MRI my doctor re-presented everything to the entire department to try to figure things out. She showed us the MRI and told us that my left ventricle was way too small and inadequate to stand on its own. There was no way the surgery would even have a chance of working, which is what my other surgeon had said the whole time.

Due to surgery not being an option, the road towards transplant is THE option.

If this sounds terrifying and exciting all in one, that is because it is. You never know what is going to happen with a transplant. A lot of the times they seem to go either really well or really badly. Also, the sickest people are the highest on the list and a person can be on the list for a really long time before receiving an organ. Once you are transplanted you are fighting rejection with a boatload of medications each day for the rest of your life. It is a lot to process but it could also add many fulfilling, exciting years to life.

My doctor told us that she was putting in an order to get us in to see the transplant team ASAP (AKA within two months) because surgery was not an option and my ejection fraction (the percentage of blood from the ventricle that is pumped out during a contraction)  had decreased from 50% in April to 40% in August. In a normal healthy person ejection fraction (EF) ranges from 55-60%, increases with physical activity, and decreases to 50-55% as you age. My EF has always been pretty stable and within the 50-55% range so we hadn’t ever really worried about it so this was a noticeable drop and tells us that it was not just the stress of a semester causing fatigue. It was good to have an explanation for this because the fatigue definitely did not decrease over the summer. Due to this drop, my doctor thought it was best that we go meet with transplant soon because even though things are relatively stable now it would be good for us to know the team and for them to know us in case things start escalating faster and sooner than anticipated.

No, I am not on any kind of list right now. We just know that I am starting down this road. There might be some heart failure medications that could help my heart function and push back transplant a little bit. We also do not know if I am even a candidate or if I can go through a transplant at Texas Children’s because I am 23.

Last Monday, the first day of the fall semester, I got a call to schedule a new transplant consultation to go a meet with a few people on the team, have some tests done, and learn A LOT about the transplant process; the before, during, after. That consultation is scheduled for September 19th, so 2.5 weeks from now. After that, there will be lots of new things to think about and process while the team talks about my case and figures out if they will take me on.


A lot of people would stop a lot of what they’re doing and take care of something like this before moving along, but if you haven’t figured out by now, that is not how I roll.

While slowly working on fitting pieces of the health puzzle together I have also been working to gain as much experience in many different areas to work towards figuring out the “what kind of career and life do I want?” question. Physical therapy has officially been out of the picture since maybe February. Being a research and teaching professor sounded really neat and like something I would love but I slowly learned the most professors have to fund most of their salary and benefits. Though I do not want it to limit me, the health side of my story has made me realize that I am going to need a steady job with good health insurance, I don’t necessarily care about the pay, I just want the insurance (haha!).

For a while now I have had a few mentors and close friends listening to my frustrations of other career options while gently pushing me towards public health because they could tell that what I write my research proposals and papers about, and what I complained or was excited about in PT and cardiac rehab shadowing was focused on helping populations of people rather than one individual at a time. The constant through all the struggles is that I wanted to help as many people as possible, not just 8 people in a day. Working with them and researching the field on my own I found that a Master of Public Health (MPH) in epidemiology could put me at the intersection of my passions and future needs. I can use data to research the interplay between cardiovascular disease and obesity, or I can track outcomes and make research recommendations within the Congenital heart community, I can use my Physiology background to work to find the cause to complex chronic conditions, and I can work for a hospital or state department.

With all of that being said, I am at two very large exciting, yet terrifying places. Applying to MPH programs while walking ahead on the road towards transplant.


If you noticed that I have been posting more about becoming an organ donor since April this is the reason why. If you are not an organ donor yet visit Donate Life America and sign up, also be sure to let your loved ones know your decision.


What it takes to go to the moon

Fifty years ago today at 3:18 pm, earth heard the words “Houston, the Eagle has landed.” These were the first words spoken by mankind on the surface of the moon, and this trip changed science, technology, and believe it or not, politics forever.

Photo Credit: NASA Photo Archives

Going to the moon was not easy. Returning the astronauts back to earth was also a difficult task. The Apollo program, and specifically Apollo 11 taught us that hard things  are easier when there is a big goal broken into small specific goals, pressure to succeed, and ample resources. If this mission didn’t happen in 1969, where would America and humanity be? Could we pull off the same thing today in 2019?

After nerd-ing out by reading dozens of journal articles and news reports, I am not so sure we could successfully carry out the Apollo program now. Though it is an unpopular opinion, if you think about the international conditions of 1969 then it can start to make sense.

The 1960’s were the height of the Cold War where both the USA and USSR wanted to prove their way of running things was not only the “right” way, but the ONLY way. Due to this tension President Kennedy officially launched the Moon Race at Rice University with his “We choose to go to the moon by the end of the decade,” speech in 1962.

The USSR might have beat us to space with their Sputnik satellite in 1957 and to orbit with Yuri Gagarin’s flight in 1961. So, come (literal) hell or high water (of potential war) the US was GOING to beat the USSR to the moon. The high political pressure to “prove” that capitalism is superior to communism was undeniable, and due to this extreme political pressure, the government essentially gave NASA whatever it needed to achieve this lofty but “necessary” goal. Lastly, there was the elephant sized goal to go to the moon. Like any other large goal the government dealt with, it helped build, expand, and foster NASA’s three main locations in Houston, TX., Huntsville, AL., and at Cape Canaveral, FL. to accomplish all the smaller goals between “We are going to the moon” and “the Eagle has landed.” Not only did NASA Build the actual centers but it helped nurture and grow the towns and communities around the centers where the Astronauts, engineers, scientists, writers, janitors, and all other NASA employees lived, shopped, and interacted with others.

Today, Americans have a goal to go back to the moon or go to Mars, but there is very little pressure or need to do it and resources are no where near as “in-supply” as they were in the 60’s, especially when each president has their own ideas of how much the government should invest into space exploration and the plans (ie. budgets) change every 4 to 8 years. At this point private space companies like SpaceX, Virgin Galactic, Blue Origins, and Rocket Lab provide the most hope for returning man to space and beyond low earth orbit. This especially seems true when NASA launched its last manned flight with the space shuttle Atlantis STS-135 mission in 2011 and doesn’t plan to launch humans again for a while, while SpaceX hopes to launch it’s Dragon Crew capsule on its Falcon Heavy rocket by the end of the year! The real question is, will capitalism provide enough pressure for these companies to perform, and will investors keep their resources stocked in this risky and expensive business? Like most things, only time ill tell who makes it back to the moon or farther.

I think space enamors us all at some point in our lives. you don’t have to be an engineer, know all the constellations, or even like physics to like space. It’s no secret that I don’t fit into any of the categories above but I still love space!

I believe fascination with spaceflight is for everyone because it teaches two main lessons that relate to every person on this planet.

  1. Big goals are overwhelming, small goals are manageable. NASA did not put a man on the moon by saying “let’s put a man on the moon.” Yes, that was the goal but they hired separate teams of people to write code, design and rockets, engines, launchpads, dehydrated food, space suits, the lunar module, and literally everything else that went into the mission. They also had to train the astronauts and mission control. They broke a large vague goal into smaller tasks they could handle that would build on each other. You can do this too! Think of a big goal you have, then think of something easy you can do this week to put you a little closer to the seemingly overwhelming goal. With time, you will stop being overwhelmed and actually accomplish the goal. For example, one of my big goals is to visit all 50 states (I’m somewhere in the high 20s right now). With more than 20 states left to visit I have chosen to make it more doable by choosing Colorado as my next state and researching what it will take to get myself there. Spaceflight teaches us to be “doers,” instead of “talkers.”
  2. Hard things may not be fun at the time, but they will always be worth it in end. Going to the Moon was a REALLY hard thing to do but it helped propel the world and space exploration to where it is today. If we had not touched down on the moon 50 years ago who knows if we would have ever done it. Looking back at your life it is pretty easy to see that the events that grew you the most were most likely some of the most difficult you have ever been through. Moving every three years growing up was really difficult for me. Whenever my mom said “it grows character,” I would reply grumpily “I have enough character.” Coming to college has shown me that moving so often has taught me about diversity, flexibility, meeting new people, and saying goodby for now often to those same people. Spaceflight has taught us that hard things are worth it.


P.S. this post is quite a bit different than most of my posts and I had a lot of fun pouring over information to educate myself enough to not sound like an idiot (which I probably still did somewhere). I’m thinking about starting to do this type of post, where I dive into a big scientific event or a simple question or concept, every other month while keeping the personal update posts on the months in between. it will help me work towards my goal of improving both my technical and non-technical scientific writing.

If you’re still reading, congrats! I am excited that you are committed to reading this post! while you’re at it, click on the google forms link below and give me your thoughts on this new posting schedule and topic ideas!



Two Years

Two thumbs up for two years!

There are events that happen in our lives that definitely change things. Whether it’s the biggest or smallest event, these moments cause happiness, frustration, joy, sadness or really any emotion. Most importantly, these events force change, and if change is welcomed, it spurs growth.

It has been two years since my third heart surgery, and almost 8 years since the one before it. Annual milestones cause some reflection each year. As I reflect on the past two years I recognize all the changes I have made in life and the changes life has made in me.

Physiologically, the surgery didn’t change much. It definitely was not for a lack of trying on my surgeon’s part. My heart anatomy has just never lent itself to show up well on all the tests and images done prior. It is hard to tell how some hearts really work until a surgeon gets in there, and my heart has fallen into that category for all three of my surgeries. After the surgery, and still some today, I was frustrated. Going in, I had built up a lot of hope that this would be the surgery that would dramatically improve things. After all, there was a big plan and about two back-up plans that would increase the effectiveness of my circulatory system. Surely three different plans would get the job done. When I woke up, still intubated, and learned that none of the plans worked I was pretty mad, agitated to the point that they kind of had to knock me out for a little while longer to re-stabilize things. Be sure to scroll down for a hilarious photo and story from when I first woke!

Sedatives, opioids, and I are not really great friends, I really just hate the way they make me feel. As the drugs were decreased and wore off, I worked on walking with physical therapists. When I wasn’t with the PT I got to spend sweet time with family and friends I consider family, often walking even more. Slowly, the anger started to wear off and a sense of frustration started to drift in.

Heart surgery cuts any sort of endurance and stamina you have down by at least half. It doesn’t take too long to build a majority of that back up, but the rest of it, I swear, takes forever. While during the physical therapy sessions on day 7 after surgery when my oxygen saturations were still plummeting into the 60s after about 20-30 yards (that’s not even half a football field!) even while on oxygen, I got frustrated. I started to question if this would be the new normal considering this hadn’t improved much up to that point. Fortunately, my stamina has gotten a bit better, yes, my oxygen levels still drop quite a lot even with walking, but my body has learned to adapt to it in a way that allows me to kind of get around campus and do the things I need and want to do. The past two years have physically seen some improvement, some stability, but also some slow subtle declines. It is frustrating and sometimes discouraging when your mind wants to do something but your body just simply, will not comply.

Since this time two years ago I have made the hard realization that a career in physical therapy, that I had been going after since my sophomore year of high school, would most likely not be possible due to the many physical demands of the field. When I set goals, I bury them deep so it took me a while to truly let go of this career goal. I realized that I had truly moved on when one of my best friends got the call that she had gotten into my dream PT school at Texas Women’s University Houston, and I was able to be extremely proud and excited for her rather than feeling jealous (side note: she ended up choosing to go to UTMB in Galveston instead!). That happened only six months ago for context! Unrooting that goal has caused a lot of anguish, sadness, and anxiety; but it has also been fun and exciting to explore new options. I’ve gotten to learn more about setting loose goals to make me a better person rather than goals that require certain steps at certain times, and that has truly been freeing yet terrifying all at the same time. It causes you to stand as you are; not as what you ideally think you should or plan to be. I am, by no means, perfect or even good at not letting my identity be defined by what I do professionally, but I think I have come a long way.

So far, a lot of this sounds all doom and gloom, but I promise it is not! Rough experiences cause the most growth. Having this all go down in the middle of my undergrad career definitely was not convenient (would it ever really be convenient though?), but I seriously would not change any of it. This experience has brought me out of my shell by teaching me how to open up to people, teaching me to love people better and deeper, and by helping me better understand who I truly am. It has allowed me to find some of my best friends and has made other relationships stronger and more meaningful. Most importantly having heart surgery during these formative years has helped me understand myself better and has helped me become a better person overall.

As for the future? I am not too sure what it holds, but who does? Heart-wise, my family and I are in the process of talking to doctors and surgeons again and getting tests done to see what might be next as my stamina, energy levels, and functional oxygen saturations continue to gradually decrease like they have over the last few years. I’ll be sure to keep you guys posted as we learn more. On a professional level, I am just going for a second, more relaxed, senior year at A&M in order to honor what my body needs and to give me more time to get more experience in both lab and clinical research, biomedical engineering, and public health. I am excited to continue experiencing and exploring, finding things that I like and don’t like. Personally, I am preaching and practicing vulnerability, joy, empathy, courage, and gratitude. In general, I am just working to be a better person, which is really what all of us are trying to do on a daily basis!

Thank you for all the support, love and encouragement these past two years. It has been deeply appreciated.


And now a reward for making it through this wall of words! I might have told this story earlier but this time it comes with evidence.


Remember from paragraphs 3 and 4 when I mentioned how the first time I woke up I was still intubated and how I’m not a fan of how drugs make me feel? Well, the first time I woke up from surgery it was probably around 4 and 5 in the morning (I don’t actually know though lol!) my mom wasn’t quite there yet, my hands were tied to the bed so I wouldn’t yank the tube out, and I was trying to play handless charades with the nurse to figure out what on earth went down and what was happening now. after a lot of trying I got one hand free and somehow convinced her to free my other hand if I promised not to pull the tube out. Now playing hand charades, I tried to get her to tell me which procedure they had done but she could not tell me that information. I did not understand so I got even madder. she finally had enough of me and my body freaking out that she pushed some versed to calm the situation down. My mom and the round of doctors came by shortly after. The doctors determined that they could take the breathing tube out a little later that morning. After they left my nurse and mom worked together to find something for me to write with and on so I could communicate better. After my mom told me they the surgeon had just opened up the tight pulmonary band a little bit and threw a few stitches in my AV valve, I was upset because I had my hopes pretty high. Mad with the whole situation and being done with the breathing tube I wrote this lovely message before they gave me more drugs to settle me down some more. I apparently thought “later that morning” meant between 6 and 8 AM. They didn’t end up taking the stupid tube out until almost 11!



Caught in the In-between

You know that place that we often find ourselves in when it seems that one thing is over, or wrapping up, and you are waiting, trying to figure out what’s next while sitting in a place of unknown?

That is kind of where I have found myself recently. In the in-between.

I feel in between the semester that just ended and the semester that is to come. I feel caught in between being back in College Station working in a research lab and hanging out with friends, and being in Southlake with my family and trying to be somewhat productive at the Southlake Public Library. On an even larger scale, I feel in between health decisions that don’t need to be made now, and in between my present academics and Graduate school decisions that I only need to think about a little bit right now. None-the-less, my brain feels caught in the in-between.

If you have been following along with my updates for a while, or know me well, you know that I am a planner. I like to know what is happening now and what happens or needs to happen in the future so I can figure out how to seamlessly connect the two. You might also know that this trait of mine has taken quite a large chill pill in the past year, or so. I’ve learned to go with the flow a little bit more without needing to be completely in control. Life has shown me time and time again that long term plans rarely follow through to a “T,” but that still hasn’t stopped me from occasionally wanting to step in and “problem-solve” life. In between known and unknown.

Being a planner is not all bad though, it is practical to think about what a decision now could lead to in the future, and the implications it could have along the way. One of the things I find my brain mulling over the most in this season is graduate school. What I want it to look like? Where should it happen, and what it could lead to in the future? To be perfectly honest, I am too interested in too many things and can see myself in way too many positions, and in a way, this is almost leading to choice overload. At this point, a point where I am studying for and taking the GRE and starting applications, I am just thinking about throwing many hooks and see what bites. From exercise physiology standpoint I am interested in looking at how hypoxia can be both maladaptive and adaptive or how muscles atrophy, to cell and molecular biology focusing on how organs like the heart develop, or Biomedical engineering to cells, gels, and other biomaterials to advance the field of medicine more acutely. With the ultimate goal of researching, creating, developing, and teaching medical techniques, systems, and devices that gates are pretty wide open and vague, but hopefully leading to many opportunities to make a difference. In between ideas and objectives.

In the in-between, there can either be stagnation, or growth.

Stagnant, by definition, is the absence of movement or change. a silver stagnant lake on a crisp foggy morning is one of the most blissful feelings ever, but stagnant times feel like they will never end. Constant change, though scary at times, is what makes life fun and exciting. When things do not seem like they are changing much, like in the in-between, it is really important to spur on that change. You may not be able to change the circumstances or the season of life you are in, but you can always work to change how you approach situations or how you approach yourself.

If you feel stuck between things right now like I do, what can you do to spur change?

read a book, learn a new hobby, evaluate ways to love yourself better, change the way you take care of yourself, or nerd out by learning about a whole new subject.

Whatever it is, keep on changing, it builds character over time.


P.S. I am going to try to post a little more often this summer, and might have big news on many fronts to share in the near future!