Exciting news first and formost; Peter got his call!! It happened on Tuesday night and the operation went on to the early hours of the morning. His wife's blog is here and is well worth a read, or go there if you want to leave them a supportive message. It's early days yet but so far so good, I am just thrilled for them.

Wednesday marked one year since my false alarm. In the morning, I went out into the garden and sat quietly at the back, just having a moment of thought and reflection for the family - wherever they are - who lost someone that day and who made the decision to donate. OK the op couldn't go ahead, but these people still made that choice, and it definitely renewed my faith that this might actually happen for me and helped keep me fighting. They were marking a very different anniversary that day....I hope it wasn't too difficult for them.

I am getting rather nervous about the hydro active now. I have been training (see blog) but probably not as regularly as I should have (real life keeps getting in the way) and am now a little scared. I mean I have come on leaps and bounds; when I first started I was doing 5 minutes at a time and now am up to 20, but that still isn't enough. I have faith in my amazing Angels to help me, but a big part of it is down to me. Will I be able to do it? The medical team thinks it's a big stretch, 5k is a long way when only back in January you had no muscle mass whatsoever and had to learn to walk again. Not to mention the whole new lungs element.

Anyway, enough fretting. I am going to try my hardest. That's all I can do really. Just under a month to go...