Orange cones keep my ticker ticking
Earlier this month, while visiting with my transplant doctors in Omaha, one of the practitioners commented that my blood pressure seemed to be a bit high.
She was concerned; I just laughed.
After all, with the work it took me to get from my home in Howard County to Nebraska Medicine’s campus in midtown Omaha, it is no surprise that my heart was pounding. In fact, after the obstacles—literal obstacle…