Novemeber 25th is a good day

A good day indeed. For not only is November 25th one month before Christmas, it is also the day of my surgery.

I found out today shortly after 12noon that a date had been set. I will be leaving this city on either the 21st or 22nd of this month, and will be under the knife (so to speak) on the 25th. Its here. Its real. Much to my mother's continued dismay (she worries) this is really happening.

My last day of work will be the 19th, and I will be off until late January. A temp will run our office while I'm gone...

I'm sorry for the disjointed post, sentence fragments and incoheretness, my mind is kinda all over the place right now. I mean, I have been waiting for the call for such a while, this process has been nearly a year in the making and its here. Its real.

That does give me pause, I can only imagine what the recepiant and their family are going through. For them this isn't some small thing, this is their mother, father, son, daughter, brother, sister back. This is a second chance at life. This is a hope and a prayer that everything goes well and my kidney is well received. My thoughts and prayers (although I'm not much for praying) are with the families in these next few weeks.

My transplant coordinator is already working on getting Hope Air involved, and I have to admit, free flights would be fantastic. My hubby and I were talking numbers a bit, and with my income going down to 55% on EI Sick Benefits, the flights would go a long way (hehe, punny).

Thankfully I do have a friend in the city I will be donating in who has graciously offered up his house for my hubby and I.  

So after finding out the news I started calling, texting and emailing people. For the most part, all anyone knows (or all that we are telling) is that I am going away for surgery and will be gone for about 8 weeks. There are a handful of people that know the real story and after I had spoken to my husband and my mother I spread the word. its kinda funny, I did get a chance to talk with my best friend on the phone and she said "I don't really know what to say or ask in this situation, I mean, is 'congrats' really appropriate?" It was funny. I don't really know whats appropriate either, or what to say. This is new for me too. When I called people I started off the conversation with "November 25th." and we went from there. I didn't really know what else to say or how else to get that conversation started.

As I can tell that I'm starting to ramble and I know my thoughts aren't all together, I'll wrap up this post. But I do have a question for you: What was it like when they set your date (to either give or receive)? What went through your head?