A few weeks later I got my first Easter basket. Filled with Easter Eggs, chocolate goodies, jelly beans, and other assorted candies it was a diabetics dream. In all seriousness, it was fun. Had a great brunch and spent a great day with Meg's family. From watching the kiddos go bonkers, falling and crashing all over the place to find every single egg that was hidden to the endless sugar high we all felt, it was a real Easter. Kind of reminded me of the afikoman search we used to do as kids. For those of you that don’t know, that’s when the parents hide a piece of matzah and send the kids searching for the hidden treasure, normally for a reward of 5 dollars. Either way, it was a far cry from my normal Easter celebration of cleaning my apartment and ordering Chinese food, but a fun experience nonetheless.
All the while I had the pleasure of another PICC line. The beginning of the year was a bit rough. On and off, I experienced all the normal symptoms of a CF exacerbation – lung function decrease, sputum production increase, lack of energy, shortness of breath, etc. – the list goes on and on. Either way, I was not feeling great and with spring right around the corner the decision was made. My left arm would once again become a prisoner of the PICC. IV medications every 12 hours; increased treatments and nebulizers; more sleep and rest. A quick "tune up" and everything was back to normal. Is it the most fun way to spend two weeks? No. Is it worth it so I can feel better and get back to the living the life I love? Yes. Well, I’m back. Energy is back. Bad jokes are back. Solid runs are back. And just in time. Racing season is here. First up is the Dick’s Sporting Goods half marathon in Pittsburgh followed 7 weeks later by the San Francisco Marathon. Throw a sprint triathlon and a 5-mile race in there and you have a nice 8 week stretch of races. So for now, head is high. Goals are set. Can’t think of a better way to celebrate life!