09/09/2026
Day 138 after transplant ❤️
I’ve watched Staci go through about every version of fighting there is. I watched her act like nothing was wrong and keep pushing through everything. She would say she was fine, keep doing what needed done, and try to live normal even when everybody around her could clearly tell she was struggling.
Then I watched that turn into actually fighting for her life. And I mean fighting through everyday things. Cooking. Walking to another room. Playing with the kids. Taking a shower.
Just getting through the day. There were times she was giving 1,000% just to do things most people never even think twice about.
Now, 138 days after transplant, I get to watch a completely different version of her. She’s w**d eating. Training horses. Learning how to drive a tractor. Cooking her ass off. Cleaning her ass off. Playing with the kids. Wanting learn how to ride a motorcycle. Finding random s**t she wants to try just because now she actually feels good enough to do it.
That’s probably one of the biggest things I’ve noticed through all of this. Before transplant, so much of her life was about pushing through and pretending she was okay.
Now she gets to actually enjoy it. There’s a huge difference between surviving your life and loving your life. And watching Staci finally get to love hers has been one of the best parts of this whole damn journey.
Staci’s Fight was never just about getting a new heart. It was about getting her life back. ❤️