I think I am ready to try to tell our story! It is been very overwhelming and has taken awhile to process. but here we go......
June 3rd
June 3rd was a Sunday and neither of us were feeling well so we stayed in bed. Mike got a phone call about 2:00 pm. Every time we saw the caller ID come in as the University of Utah Liver Center we went on instant alert. This time she called and told us they might have a liver for mike. You dont want to get your hopes up to high since this has happened to us before, but she said Mike was at the top of the list and so depending on which hospital it went to Mike might have a Liver!!!!! Needless to say we didnt get much rest after that. We were talking and Mike told me he had the feeling all day he was getting a liver today. The next 6 hours were crazy! you dont want to get excited and we just sat and again talked about everything we would need to gather and to get in order if this really was his liver. about 8:00 we again received a call from the U of U letting us know once again Mike was at the top of the list for the liver but the donor was not deceased yet. Once again we got to play the waiting game. We finally decided to call the kids and let them know we think we had a LIVER!
We told the older 2 kids first, they were like us excited but cauciously so. They did tell us that all three Kids had fasted and prayed that their Dad would get a Liver and it looked like their prayers were being answered. June 3rd is also our youngest childs 10th birthday. What a birthday present..... A liver for your dad, a miracle letting your father watch you grow up. Something we werent sure was going to happen......
We finally got the call at 11:57 telling us unless the liver is not viable the liver is Mike's and we needed to be to the Hopsital at 7am! Guess what we didnt sleep much! how can you sleep when your whole life was going to be changed in just a few short hours. I of course went into stress mode, once again thinking of everything that needed to be done, everything that we need to get together but my fears also begin to rise. What if he doesnt make it through the surgery, how long will the surgery take, how long will his recovery be, what is my boss going to say and think, and on and on.......You get the Idea........ I have always been good at stressing! :(
