What else is going on? Well, my dad's kidney transplant has been scheduled. Ironically, it falls on the one year anniversary of my mother's passing. The date was assigned by the hospital transplant team. When I first learned the news, I immediately started crying because it was so hard to process. With this surgery, there is a risk of, well, you know. I'm not sure that I could handle the loss of both parents on the same date. But, I can't sink into these dark thoughts. Life is too precious. I will just have to focus on the fact that it could be the day that my father gets a new lease on life. My mother was very hopeful of my dad getting this transplant and having a great recovery.
Thank God for good friends that I can talk to about this. One friend was so comforting in her words. Upon learning that my mother was an operating room nurse, she said "An OR nurse? Yes, she will be there the entire time. She practically called and scheduled the case herself." What a wonderful thought.
The more I think about it, the more I come to the realization that my mother would somehow approve of this date so that it wouldn't always be an awful reminder of what we had lost but a reminder of what we had gained as well. It's bitter and sweet at the same time.
