What a week.
Monday and Tuesday were really tough days. Daniel and I were both grappling with the ‘no’ in our own way, what it would mean for us individually and what it would mean for us for a couple. We were talking after Monday evening, about the finality of the news we had received. Daniel has always found personal comfort in The Lord of the Rings, and to him, our situation felt similar to Frodo and Sam, their journey was over, they were stranded on the side of the volcano, resigned to the end, unaware the eagles were coming.
The eagles have come.
Tuesday afternoon, 4:45pm, Daniel’s doctor walked into our room. He had sent out an email Tuesday morning to Toronto and Edmonton, letting them know we were no longer pursuing a transplant for Daniel because no one would commit to trying to help us. Well, that led to a flurry of emails. Between Winnipeg and Toronto, Winnipeg and Edmonton, Toronto and Edmonton. Late Tuesday afternoon, Edmonton emailed us, saying they want to reevaluate Daniel. They want to fly him down to Edmonton to decide if they still think he needs a liver transplant or not. If not, they’ll look at maybe doing a lung transplant on him. If they think he still does need a liver-lung transplant, they will think about doing their first ever liver-lung transplant. They’ve already started the paperwork today for a hospital-hospital transfer and we could fly down anytime in the next few days.
We are completely speechless. I’m not one to throw this word around lightly, but this is our miracle. We can’t believe the community that has mobilized around us, from our doctor sending out that email to the prayers and messages we’ve received in the last few days. It could still be a no, but to know that we have so many people fighting for us, walking with us, gives us so much hope.
And now. It’s a mad dash to Edmonton. We could get word that we’ll be flown down early next week, this weekend, or even tomorrow. Lots of things will have to fall into place over the next day or two and we have no idea how long we’ll be in Edmonton – could be a week, could be a year. We’ve been thrown back into the unknown, but it’s made more bearable by the hope we’ve been given.
We'll let you know when we're on our way to Edmonton.
Thank you thank you thank you.
Laura
