I’m learning how to live fully, not just survive, with pulmonary hypertension
Finding ways to keep moving forward, even within the limits of PH
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Pulmonary hypertension (PH) is a serious and life-threatening disease. There was a time when the hardest part was simply staying alive, getting through each day, and not knowing what came next. But as my health has improved, the challenges have changed. The hardest part for me now isn’t survival. It’s learning how to live within limits that still shape every part of my life, even as I grow stronger.
From the outside, it may look like I am simply going about my day. What isn’t visible is the constant awareness running in the background. Every decision is filtered through questions most people never have to ask.
Do I have enough energy? Is this safe? What will this cost me later? I am always calculating, always preparing for what could go wrong. What if I get short of breath? What if I can’t recover quickly? What if I need help? These are not occasional thoughts. They are built into how I move through life.
Before PH, I didn’t think this way. I trusted my body without question. I made plans without hesitation. I said yes without weighing the consequences. Now, even simple things require intention.
Leaving the house isn’t just leaving the house — it’s planning, pacing, and preparing for outcomes that may or may not happen. That shift isn’t always visible to others, but it changes everything. There are days when I may look fine, when nothing appears wrong on the surface. What people don’t see is the energy it takes just to maintain that appearance.
Conserving energy like it’s a limited currency
Some days, basic tasks take everything I have. Other days offer more freedom, but the awareness never fully leaves. There is always a line I cannot cross, even if no one else can see it. The people who care for me notice what others might miss. They pay attention to my breathing, my energy, the subtle changes that signal I am pushing too far.
Columnist Jolie Lizana spends time in Washington, D.C., after a day of advocacy in March 2026. (Courtesy of Jolie Lizana)
They step in when needed, sometimes before I even realize it myself. Their presence brings a sense of safety to a life that can feel unpredictable. At the same time, accepting that level of support has been an adjustment. Letting go of the independence I once had is not a challenge anyone else can see, but it is something I feel every day.
Because so much of this condition exists beneath the surface, people often don’t realize how much has changed. My life has had to shift in ways that are not obvious from the outside. I have gone back to college, choosing a path that allows me to work from home and build a future my body can sustain. That decision was not just about ambition. It was about adaptation. It was about understanding my limits and working within them.
I’ve even had to reconsider the things that once brought me joy. Some environments are no longer safe. Some activities require more than I can give.
Letting those things go isn’t always noticeable, but it is a quiet process of loss and adjustment. In their place, I have had to find new ways to stay engaged, feel connected, and create meaning within new boundaries.
Learning to live in a body that changed the rules
Living with PH isn’t just about managing symptoms or following treatment plans. It’s about balancing caution with the desire to keep moving forward. It’s about carrying both grief and determination, even when neither is obvious to anyone else. There is resilience in this, but it is not loud. It does not look the way people expect. It shows up in the small, daily choices. In the adjustments. In moving forward within my limits.
PH will always be serious; that reality does not go away. But for me, the hardest part now is learning how to live fully within what remains, even when much of that effort cannot be seen.
If this journey has taught me anything, it’s that life doesn’t have to look the way we planned for it to still hold meaning. Even within limits, there is room to grow, rebuild, and find a new kind of happiness. I am still a work in progress, but maybe I always have been.
For more of my journey, follow me at BreathtakingAwareness.
Note: Pulmonary Hypertension News is strictly a news and information website about the disease. It does not provide medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. This content is not intended to be a substitute for professional medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. Always seek the advice of your physician or other qualified health provider with any questions you may have regarding a medical condition. Never disregard professional medical advice or delay in seeking it because of something you have read on this website. The opinions expressed in this column are not those of Pulmonary Hypertension News or its parent company, Bionews, and are intended to spark discussion about issues pertaining to pulmonary hypertension.

Karen M Whistler
I thoroughly enjoyed your article. It spoke high volumes to me. I was diagnosed with CTEPH in Sept 2016. I was misdiagnosed in 2015 for having a simple asthma flare up. Turned out to be 4 blood clots that I lived with 3 1/2 mos.... That started my own personal journey. The Renown Cleveland Clinic in Cleveland Ohio. Helped saved my life. I see annually every year.
Jolie Lizana
Hi Karen, I'm so pleased to know this piece meant something to you. It's always touching to know that my words reached someone in a place in time where you needed to hear them. I hope you are doing much better now that you've been properly diagnosed.
I have another column that you may enjoy. I too have blood clots but I don't have CTEPH. Complexities of this disease never cease to amaze me. Best wishes!
-Jolie
https://pulmonaryhypertensionnews.com/columns/since-pulmonary-hypertension-diagnosis-im-tragically-blessed/
Sally Hoffman
Jolie, You said it like it is!! I am an 84 year old woman, diagnosed with PAH, Diabetes, and Kidney Disease seven years ago. Until then I was a Rehabilitation Counselor and after retiring I became a successful, and very independent antiique dealer.
You summed up my life and my feelings perfectly
Thank you
Sally
Jolie Lizana
Mrs. Sally, this is the best kind of connection I can hope for as a columnist. Thank you so much for taking the time to let me know you that my words spoke to you.
It's funny how we reinvent ourselves as we move through phases in our lives, but I don't want to live in the alternative version where I don't become and antique dealer or a writer. I'm back in college for a BA in Communication.
I'm loving writing, and when people reach out to let me know that I've helped or connected in amy way, or taught them something they needed to know, there is an exhaled stressor that leaves me. I realize I'm doing good work.
It means so much to know my words can help other in any fashion. So, truly, thank you!
Here is another column you might enjoy reading. Wishing you all the best!
- Jolie