What I mean when I say I’m fine. 

When I say I am fine, I mean that right now I am handling everything on my plate even if some of it feels like it is slipping to the edges. 

When I say I am fine, I mean that when I woke up this morning I was able to win the tug-of-war between staying in bed and starting my day. 

When I say I am fine, I mean that I can ignore the pain in my chest, and the way my head swims when I stand.  

When I say I am fine, I mean that I am taking care of myself, and protecting my energy, not that I don’t want you to bother me. 

When I say I am fine, I mean that I am doing the work, using my tools and keeping my mind right. 

When I say I am fine, I mean that I don’t care to talk about any of it right now, I have found my footing and I worry that talking about it will send me off balance again. 

When I say I am fine, I mean that I can’t stand to think about causing anyone to worry, so please believe me when I tell you that – I am fine. 

I am fine. I am okay. I am safe. (Is this a mantra I repeat to myself on the regular? Yes.) Depending on the day I am even doing pretty well considering. I feel like I am gaining a bit of stamina back for work, and it is becoming easier to make it through the week without feeling like my tank is completely empty. I have been slowly adjusting my mindset to accept my new baseline. A friend of mine who is a few years post transplant gave me that word, baseline. They expressed how much they hated the phrase “new normal” and I really feel that too. Nothing about this is normal. There is nothing normal with allowing yourself to slowly get sick enough to allow a team to take out your heart and give you someone else’s. I like the term baseline, and my baseline has changed and it will continue to change for a long while for the worse. I try not to think about that, I prefer to think about the time beyond that, when my baseline improves for the better. What a world that will be.