When you have no control . . go with the flow!!

Monday, January 08, 2007

Developments!

I received a text today from the boyfriend of my special friend, I am now allowed to visit her and this is something I desperately need to do. Some people would find it weird that I'm happy to go and see her connected to machinery and tubing etc but having seen her in various hospitalised states before, that is the least of my concerns! Will continue to update with progress (even if all it achieve is to create a bit of space in my brain by venting!)

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Sometimes life takes you by surprise!

I always find January a bit of a strange time of year, nothing much going on, feeling pretty broke after Christmas and the weather is blooming miserable! This year however has proved to be some what of an anomaly to this pattern as on the 4th of January my close friend had a call to tell her some lungs were available! She has been waiting for this call for somewhere in the region of 20 months and in that time only ever had one false alarm. So on Thursday 4th January she traveled to her transplant hospital and later that evening I had the best phone call of my life when her boyfriend called to tell me the transplant was going ahead. This gave a strange wash of excitement, nerves and an all round erratic emotional state. I knew I would be one of very few people receiving this call so pulled myself together and began calling people to tell them. To some relief to me others were reacting in a similar way!
It's a difficult situation because although you want to leap around being very excited at the thought of a 22 year old female going from not being able to dress herself without getting warn out to leading a next to normal life; you have to be brought back down to earth by remembering how many risks are involved. I can honestly say it is the strangest emotional state I have ever been in! I am lucky that I have such an amazing group of friends who have been equally concerned about me and how I'm coping (remembering my friends are like this is not my forte). So I am now constantly waiting for even the tiniest portion of news that might somehow indicate it has worked and she will be ok, but fortunately the sensible part of my brain in constantly reminding me that this is a long and dangerous road and anything could happen.