A week of jumping every time the phone rings.
And feeling the strangest combination of emotions before going to sleep every night
Will we be woken in our sleep to be told to go to the ER? Will we have a good night's rest? Which one do I wish for more? What time of day is the best time of day for this crazy huge surgery? Will anyone have a panic attack before we can get them to the hospital (and you can go ahead and replace "anyone" with "Jason")?
Before, when talking to people about transplants, or reading their stories, we never knew... We never never never knew what was actually involved in the process. How could we know?
Maybe when it's all over we'll write a book or something (haha!)..... But not today, we're not done yet and we know there are still so many more hurdles before we can look back and say Holy moly. We lived through that?
Jason's parents came when he was listed so they wouldn't miss out on all the action. We're happy to have their help and support. And for now we're distracting ourselves with moving into our apartment (because our things FINALLY ARRIVED!!!) and dominos and puzzles and Sports Center/the RNC and editing photos and laundry. And jumping off my chair every time the phone rings.