Yes, I am 3 yrs old today, at least in transplant yrs. Having a transplant is one way to get another day to celebrate. And, it is a big one. Interestingly enough, this morning Caroline had to take me to my family doctor, and then the ENT, for a bad allergic reaction to something I ate yesterday. It was like old times, me the patient and her the ever-supportive and able caregiver.
Last night, I was contacted by two donor family members I met at the Transplant Games, one from Team Mississippi, and the other from Team Liberty (NJ/NY). Both of these men lost a child, a son and daughter, respectively. Hearing from them reminds me that sorrow & grief exists out there for donor families, while joy and hope abound in my life today. Without the decision to donate life, recipients like me would not be alive. Caroline would be a widow with two young children, without their father.
I am 3 today, and I have gratitude in my heart. As the bumper sticker on my car reads, "God bless organ donors and their families."
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