I cant stop crying as I write this. 14 years have gone by so fast and I am running all my memories of my daughter Alyssa in my mind so I never forget. Doctors told me that he is hitting a brick wall and does not know what to do anymore. Her Fev1 is not comming up even after a bronch. He says she is clinically a candidate for lung transplant, but CHOP will not accept her because of her "attitude". She was evaluated for lung transplant and 4 psychol.ogists could not "crack" her so they stated. She did not cry, she showed hardly any emotion. I am her mother I know her she is just not that type of kid. She clams up when talking about serious things. She has been hard to handle at time with compliancy but at 14 when you have had a disease all your life sometimes you get sick and tired of doing treatments and just want to be like everyone else. She does not want to die, but I feel lost and helpless. I feel I failed. What can I do to get her numbers back up. I need a freakin miracle. Where is my god now??? I am a person that does not give up and this is killing me.