Last night we received an email with Jason's test results from Duke.
No rejection. No antibodies. No infection.
This is wonderful news! We both feel like we can give a huge sigh of relief.
So happy and so so grateful.
It was quite a whirlwind trip (just 3 days, 2 of which were fully travel) and, thank the heavens, everything went smoothly. The recovery from the bronchoscopy on Monday wasn't fantastic (bronchs are usually bears), but Jas is feeling better today and back in classes.
We got to see some of our transplant buddies at the clinic. We also got to catch up with our Checketts friends and experience some delicious gourmet pizza done right, followed by a Pelican's Snoball each. These things made it into a pretty ok trip. We're happy we get to come back and see our Durham peeps... even if that means a full day of Duke stuff.
I finally got around to reading Edenbrooke this weekend. I read while on the plane on Sunday and then all up in the waiting rooms on Monday and then I was very sad by Tuesday when I found myself with no more pages left. It was one of those books where upon finishing all I wanted to do was call my sisters, my mom, my friends, anyone who might be interested, and tell them to get their hands on a copy! Someone could even borrow mine!—Yeah one of those books. Not the most brilliant writing, but oh I loved it nonetheless.
Now that we know there's no rejection at this time we get to wait until June before we head back to Duke for more awesome appointments and doctors and scans and waiting rooms and stuff.
I'll be on the lookout for another good book for that 8 hour day of travel. Suggestions are always welcome.