as time moves closer to november 21 i become more and more anxious and sincerely terrified. if you know me well you know that i am not terrified for the surgery as much as i am about who is going to make sure barkley feels safe and comfortable during the time i am in the hospital and mainly cory - how he's going to feel, what if my kidney doesn't like its new home in cory's body and mostly stressed because i want the process to be documented by photographs. maria is one of my dearest friends and she came to me last week knowing that this was probably the most important part to me - to have documentation artistically so that i could look back on it, share, and most importantly plaster the photographs all over every social network to make sure everyone who ever cared, wondered, worried, cried, laughed, loved, or learned from cory's journey - they too could be there in spirit. she knew this - she almost had me crying when she asked if that could be her duty. and i happily said yes.
the more and more i think about it all and the journey we are about to bring to an end, the more and more in love i feel. which - is a nice feeling. especially after this past weekend, seeing cory celebrate with friends but not to the extent he used to be able to. going to sleep early, not having the energy to stay out and DEFINITELY not having any capability of holding alcohol. this is reality - cory is sick. tomorrow he turns 30 - i remember last october 23 being quite different but in a way, it isn't sad, sure maybe a little because he has his diagnoses but mostly it's full of love, lots of love and family, feelings of hope and faith but also acceptance and a positive attitude that things can only go up from here.
we are moving to a larger place this weekend to make room for our own little family as well as all of the family who will be graciously staying with us, visiting us, helping out with this monumental surgery. i keep trying to tell myself that everything doesn't have to be perfect, everything doesn't have to be put together, they are coming to make sure we are taken care of and for that i appreciate the opportunity to move and to allow for the home to grow so we can fit all of our loved ones in.
the amount of love pouring in and all of the kind words and generous donations has humbled me and the experience. i am so happy to do this for cory - there has never been a day where i have questioned my decision or wished i could take it back. i want him to be ok - so that we can move on. so we can live as normally as God will let us and hopefully he will be able to enjoy my kidney for 30+ years. it is quite a big deal, i am aware and complications can occur but i have one good thing going for me - that would be the thought of my grandma looking down on me from heaven - knowing that she would have done the same thing for my grandpa - no matter what anyone said, she would have agreed with my decision.
i'm sorry to put you on the spot mom but my mom since the beginning has been a true mother. she has been worried and questioned my decision not because she doesn't love cory but because she created me, she created both of my kidneys and she felt as a mother, they were put there for a reason and she wanted me to at least look at both sides, basically telling me to sit back and study my options - which i have a hard time doing in any situation. i remember sitting in the car with my mom and telling her that i understood her opinion, i understood why she was scared and mostly i loved her for caring. i also took the time to tell both my mom and dad that they were half of the reason why i was willing to give an organ to cory. in my past there have been times where i have taken a selfish road, as most can relate to, but in the past year i have lived for cory, putting myself second, which i have been okay with, because my mom and dad raised me like that. they always put me first, they put our family first and they were successfully able to raise two bright, giving, caring, loving and generous girls that were willing to do things like donate an organ, raise a family of 6 like my sister, and just live in the moment and love with your entire heart, no matter if they were aware of how much or how little. last week cory took the opportunity without my knowledge, to call my mom and just answer any questions or concerns she may have had about the surgery or how he felt about me and what would be happening with us as a couple in the future. i was elated to hear that he did this, 1. because he isn't that guy - who is emotional and willing to make phone calls to parents to have an in depth conversation about organ donation (i don't blame him) - it was helpful. and 2. it's nice to hear that he sees the need for everyone to be ok - for everyone to be behind the situation, this creates less tension in all of us. my mom is supportive, always has been but now she is supportive because she knows the whole story, she knows that cory will take care of me forever and knows that i am in good hands - even with one kidney.
i guess this is me just typing - trying to get all of the information out of my brain in the next month.
i am nervous.
if you are reading this and have gone through a transplant - i'd love to hear from you, good or bad.
i like to know what to expect.
for all loved ones, our transplant is on november 21 - we hope to see you all there or just have you thinking of us on that day.
it's a big deal. i am so proud of cory for keeping his head up so high this past year after all he has been through.
proud to call him my guy.