Alright people. It's been two hundred and sixty-nine days today. And I'm starting to loose it.
We all know that I'm always positive and I make efforts to channel my passion in the right direction. Blah, blah, blah. Right now, let's be real.
This is frustrating. I'm waiting, and waiting, and waiting..... It's time for the next phase of my life.
People often ask me. What is it like to wait?
My answer a few months back would have been - Oh it's not that bad. I keep myself busy and try not to think about it. I have picked up a few hobbies and try to focus on short term goals.
While that is all true, that's not the part I want to express today.
What's it like to wait? Well I feel great and I want my life back. I'm ready to go through it all again just so that I can get to the normal parts of life. I'm ready for the rush drive to Toronto, the catheter in my neck, the IV's, the hospital food, the open-ass gown. I'm even ready for the open heart surgery, the sternotomy, the arterial line, the drugs, the ventilator, the pain, the intense pain, the constant sleeping on my back, the nurses at 6am. I'm ready. Let's get this show on the road.
I've been told I'm close, if not at the top of the list. I was told that about 2 months ago. My list is quite different. As most of you probably know, the list depends on several things. Such as, blood type, antibodies, chest cavity size, body weight, and other factors I don't really know about. So I'm smaller than the average bear and my blood type is the most common blood type. I am more than happy to wait if someone comes in that requires an immediate transplant. I feel good and I can wait. I have to keep telling myself that's why I'm waiting. It's not because people won't register to donate or they just won't donate.... I'm thinking positive!
Attitude is 10% what happens to you and 90% what you do with that.
For five minutes I'm going to dwell on that 10%.
Alright I'm back. Anyone want to go for a bike ride?