Yet another step closer to transplant. The transplant coordinators told us that when a heart becomes available, they'll try our phones first, so the pager has lost a bit of its panache. But still--it makes all of this seem more real. For me, it's a bit like the president's red phone in movies.
Eddie is getting his belly back! His pants still need a good hoist every 5 minutes because they just won't stay in place, but his stomach seems to be filling out. Hurrah!
Thanks for the hugs, email, phone calls, games on a Sunday evening, voice mail, rides home from ballet, visits to drop off a little something for Eddie, lunchtime pep talks, cards sent to my kids, afternoons away for my careworn older children, so many other kinds of help and offers of help...there are some pretty grim moments I face every day and what you do has immediate effects. I'd saved that frozen shepherd's pie for a rainy day when I'd have to choose between something like getting laundry done and making dinner, and it really comforted us tonight. Thank you, I'll find out who you are someday. I'm getting lots of great ideas for when I'm back in the helping saddle again, you are all such great examples to me!