My Dad had emphysema, kendall.....for near on TWENTY years, so never give up on hope.

And in that time he learnt to take life more quietly, more slowly, appreciate the smaller things in life even more than before and well...generally enjoy every moment of those many years which lay ahead.

He was frightened at first, who wouldn't be, but he learned to cope.

He was never hospitalised because of it either, and whilst its great to have all the text book knowledge of what *could* happen, just remember that my Dad coped pretty darn well through it all, so don't be too scared...

Kindest wishes
Lizzie