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NO TRANSPLANTS!!!

Hi Everyone,

What a crazy roller coaster the last two Weeks have been. All I can say is that I DON'T need a LIVER or a HEART TRANSPLANT!! :)

No better words than that. We do not know what is causing my symptoms but the fight is getting old. However now that we know what it is not it is time to look with a new pair of lenses, and re-evaluate everything. So knowing what it isn't and rejoicing in that gives me the strength for a few more rounds to figure out WHAT IT ACTUALLY IS.

Yes, I know I complained about my doctor this week, so what? She just has to help me get better, while I get a thicker skin. I'm a Greenberg, I can handle Little Miss UNcongeniality! If she's the worst part of this process, but she can help, as Andrew would say, "Let her"!!

I just can't believe how the doctors thought I needed these two procedures, I started the <3 transplant process and now I DON'T NEED IT!! It will be good holidays this year for us in that aspect!! HUGE NEWS

If you want to talk email or call me directly, because face book is just weird.

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  1. WOOHOO!!! I am SO GLAD FOR YOU! I wish I didn't need one either. That would be THE BEST NEWS since I found out I was pregnant some 20 odd years ago....lol

    Keep fighting and keep us updated with what's going on.

    I'd have told you this on facebook, but you are right about fb is a bit screwy right now :D

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