Today marks 20 months since my world was turned upside down. The morning of March 5, 2012 I was freaking out because Patrick was supposed to be admitted to the hospital the following Monday for a week for med changes and all the tests needed to be listed for a kidney transplant. Looking back now it makes me laugh at how stressed out I really was about that week hospital stay.
He called me at 11:50 to tell me what time he had to be there, and that they started a new med and asked if I could go pick it up at 1 and bring it to him.
At noon that day he got the call we had been waiting for. They had a heart for him. Let me tell you, that one phone called caused mass chaos. We had to get everything for the kids ready to drop off at a friend's. We had to get things ready to take to the hospital. Phone calls to make. Made a trip to the school to let Robbie and his friends know what was going on. Then had to head to the hospital. We had made that trip 300 times in the last 3 years, but that trip seemed to take hours.
What was supposed to be the beginning of a new life for us, and a "healthy" life for him turned into a nightmare just 1 month later.
I constantly think about Patrick's donor and his family, but especially around the 5th and 6th of each month. One day I hope I can meet them and thank them in person for giving Patrick a fighting chance at life. Either way I will always be grateful for the decision they made during their worst time.