"I wake up every day and I think, 'I'm breathing! It's a good day.'" - Eve Ensler
We got the news at 1 o'clock yesterday afternoon. Howard's new lungs were on the way. It was twenty-two hours before he was taken into surgery - a long, hard wait. Cath and I had tickets to see Aladdin at The Ed Mirvish Theatre last night. Our husbands headed up north earlier in the day for a weekend at the lake. So after the theatre, the two of us headed to Toronto General to spend the night waiting with Lise. None of us knew when the surgery would happen. We were hoping for early in the evening. Around 2:15 this morning we were told it probably wouldn't happen until the change of shift of the transplant team which we thought was sometime around 6 A.M. Cath and I went home to catch a few hours of sleep and await Lise's call to let us know it was underway. We didn't get that call until 11 o'clock.
The surgery is expected to take about eight hours. We are in the surgical waiting room talking, praying, waiting. It is a sad day for the family of the donor. We are thinking of them and sending them our love, prayers and gratitude. For our family, it is a good day.
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