I can’t quite believe it’s just over two years since my transplant. 26th September is the date, and as it’s a long weekend around that date here in WA, I tend to be camping. This weekend was the same, so I celebrated by camping with friends, walking 7km, and good food.
I didn’t really celebrate the day, as it just felt more important to get on with life. However, walking 7km … that’s good for me and I was very happy to complete that trip even if my leg was pretty weak by the end.