|Mar 23 2012|
I just got back from taking my youngest two on a 1365 mile round trip visit to "Aunt" Kara, their foster mom before we adopted them. Considering that just over a year ago driving 3 miles to the grocery store was out of the question, it was pretty neat.
And on arriving home --- THE LETTER! A nice letter from the spouse and daughter of my donor. They are gratified to hear that their loved one's liver is able to bring me a fuller life. The donor was a lifelong nurse -- no wonder I love my nurses so much. The donor and spouse were married, get this -- 46 YEARS! So if anyone wonders if they are too old to be a donor, this old liver is doing just fine!
I am truly blessed.
Another piece to the puzzle.
The day of "the call" Feb 15, 2011.
What else does a transplant mean.
Do you have to be so happy?
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