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New beginnings...

Hello, it's been a while, 18 months or there about since I last posted to this blog.

I don't have any singular reason for the long break there were numerous reasons. I wanted to reclaim some privacy that I felt I had lost through blogging so openly and regularly about my life, I also got caught up in the busy nature of adult life and I never seemed to get the same opportunities to sit and write a blog, if I blog I want to do it properly, not a half hearted attempt. But none of that matters now  because I'm back, with fresh eyes and new ideas on what I want this blog to be, both for myself and you guys reading.

First of all I would like to reassure the many people that have followed my story for the last 6 years that I am alive and well. I am now 2 years, 1 and a half months post transplant which is a fact that boggles my mind, I still have to regularly pinch myself to check it is true and not a figment of my imagination! I still have to attend hospital appointments to monitor my progress every couple of months and my regime of tablets remains pretty much unchanged which is a positive thing! My appetite is the best it's ever been and I finally at the age of 24 have what is classed as a healthy weight and BMI.
Here I am, 2 years post transplant!

The content of my blog is going to change somewhat now that my life doesn't revolve so heavily around my health. I will still update you all on my health but it will no longer be the main focus of my blog.

I have decided to make my blog my happy place. I've not been all that happy the last month or so and I know that ultimately the only person that can change that is myself, happiness comes from within and I hope that by sitting down each week and writing about the things that made me happy over the course of the week will be a good start to rediscover a happy state of mind. I will also be doing some blogs on specific themes and my thoughts and feelings surrounding them. This is all new territory for me and rather experimental so bare with me while I  try to find my new blogging niché.

I'll be back on Sunday with a round up of my 'happy events of the week'

As always, thanks for reading!

x




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