My father, after years of having stage 4 kidney failure, is finally getting a kidney tomorrow.
Just got the call. On my way out to the hospital to make sure he is settled and ready.
I don't remember being this scared or nervous. I realize that I will either have him around for the next 1-5 years...or I won't. We haven't had the best relationship over the years, but he is my dad and I want the best for him.
I am thinking positive. I am. I am praying harder than I ever have before.
Good thoughts please, would appreciate it!
The blog will be quiet for a tiny bit, but I'm sure you all understand.