Took a 3 mile walk for exercise and to keep my thoughts churning.
Here are a few that surfaced.
-Received a call from nurse Amy. Bloodwork results all looked good and checked if I had any questions. My only question was one she couldn’t answer. Is the other donor/recipient local or do they have to travel here next week? I guess I was just wondering what their convenience factor was.
– Chad and I wondered if we’ll get to meet this other pair? I do hope so. I don’t really shed tears much, but there are certain things that may get my emotions flowing. Meeting the other pair- heck, I bet I’ll cry the first time I meet Chad’s parents. Emotions, dwelling, anticipation.
-My blood work and samples all seem to come back as normal ranges and healthy. Here I am thinking- dwelling on this impending surgery. I don’t think about it all the time, but I suppose it’s like scheduling the day for a new mom to be induced. What do the mother and father think about? What will it be like, will it hurt- dad “Will I faint?”, what emotions of joy will there be after going through this ordeal to reach the prize. A prize of a new life, new hope. While I’m not birthing a kidney, they gotta get it out somehow. Like a mini little C – section- but from speaking with my sister-in-law it’s probably not as gross and invasive…At the end of it, if all goes well, the recipient and Chad will have a new life and new hope for the future.
What must it be like for the recipient to live on palliative care, on kidney dialysis. How much must they dwell on their predicament?
Let healing begin. Just texted Chad this message and I heard this song – again one I’ve never heard before! Big Daddy Weave “let it begin”.
-Text Message to Chad earlier today:
“And I don’t even know the half of it with everything you’ve got on your plate. But I have one of those feelings that’s a little bit like anticipation, fear, and excitement. You know it’s going to be awesome and worth it, but you know there will be some pain and overcoming, and mental toughness involved. We actually have that foreknowledge versus the guy on the viral video that says, “Hold my beer-watch this!” And the audience knows by the end of the spectacular fail, there will be an ambulance ride, some pain, humility, and recovery. Let’s keep our chin up and work through each day until we are back to fighting form. I’m here to walk through this with you, knowing you’ve got the steeper climb ahead. My coworker said he and his brother encouraged each other daily. That’s what we’ll get to do too. That part, I’m excited about!”