On September 3, 2009, life was going on as normal. That day I decided to keep us home from activites. I was just feeling like we should stick close to home. We did go to the grocery store in the afternoon and then we put the groceries up and I pulled something out to make for dinner. Then Cristian and Jaden wanted to go swimming and so I said, sure, why not? It was a really pleasant evening and the boys swam and Logan wandered around outside with me. At about 7:15 I got this overwhelming urge to pray for Logan's donor's family. Most of the time when I got the urge to pray it was for Logan's donor. I almost ignored the urge but decided I had better take a few minutes to sit down and pray for them. I sat down in our lawn chairs and felt I really connected to God. When I was done I felt peace. I even thought to myself that maybe I should pack our bag and do some laundry but decided instead just to enjoy the evening. We came back inside and I made dinner while Cristian and Jaden took a bath. We got Logey on the machine and I went to sleep early--for me anyway--at around midnight. After all the worrying and obsessing, I felt very calm and peaceful.
The next morning, before I even opened my eyes, I felt the phone vibrate. It was 7:04 am. I saw the number, it was a 361 areacode, and I knew. I spoke with our transplant coordinator Anita and she asked how we were. I told her I thought we were probably going to be having a very exciting day. She confirmed that. We still had three hours on Logan's dialysis because we put him on the machine late the night before. I called people and we packed. Our Pastor came over to pray with us and help us pack. She was a God send. I was really surprised at how calm I was. I had no worries at this point. My mom was still in the hospital from her heart attacks and then quadruple bypass.
We left the house around 10 am. While we were in a hurry, we didn't speed and we even stopped once.
The next morning, before I even opened my eyes, I felt the phone vibrate. It was 7:04 am. I saw the number, it was a 361 areacode, and I knew. I spoke with our transplant coordinator Anita and she asked how we were. I told her I thought we were probably going to be having a very exciting day. She confirmed that. We still had three hours on Logan's dialysis because we put him on the machine late the night before. I called people and we packed. Our Pastor came over to pray with us and help us pack. She was a God send. I was really surprised at how calm I was. I had no worries at this point. My mom was still in the hospital from her heart attacks and then quadruple bypass.
We left the house around 10 am. While we were in a hurry, we didn't speed and we even stopped once.
Logan's last dialysis session
My boys--Cristian and Jaden already knew and we were letting Logey get as much sleep as he could since he would be having a VERY big day!
Logey's machine for the last time. Finish at 9:50 am. I really should have taken a picture of the last "End of Therapy" message. That is something we celebrated everyday. We would always cheer when Logey was done for the morning.
2 comments:
I can't wait until we have that "last dialysis session" God bless you all!!! What a beautiful post!
I can't wait for the day I see the last "end of therapy" words. Hallelujah! I'm so happy for your family. I hope Logan is doing well.
Yvette
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