This article involves the same surgeon, Dr. De Perrot, who saved my life.
I owe him a lot, about as much as I owe my donor family.
I wouldn't be here if his magical hands didn't help in my life saving surgey.
I love that man, and will never forget him.
Love to the De Perrot family always.
Surviving cystic fibrosis - Health - Macleans.ca
Tuesday, 31 August 2010
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