Mel Gibson who???
I could be wrong but last week I think that I was the most talked about person on the internet, more than…Mel Gibson. Alright, well maybe not Mel but I was talked about – a lot. For those of you who haven’t heard yet, I got a Kidney. I got a kidney.
I think I am going to take a couple of days to blog about the experience because it is still quite overwhelming to me. First, I want to thank everyone again for all the prayers that I received. Not just the ones prior to and during the surgery but also for the ones that I have been getting since the beginning of the time when I started sharing my story.
I am a very prayerful person. I am a deep believer in prayer and I know it works, I’ve seen it work many, many times for so many people. And if you don’t get anything else from my writing, I hope that you do understand that prayer works and you have to keep your faith…even when there are days when it seems impossible.
And… thank you all for every single time I popped into your minds and you prayed for me.
July 20, 2010 – The Call
My day started like any other day. I spent a lot of time online. I paid some bills. I spent time with my son and my cousin who was visiting and I had dinner in the oven. I was also waiting for Doug to get out of work. At about 7:45pm the phone rang. Being a slave to “Caller Id,” I looked at the phone and noticed that it was a cell number but no name. I usually don’t answer those kinds of calls. But by the third ring, something told me to answer it.
On the other end of the line, the called asked me if I was “Jacqueline,” and I said, ‘yes.” He went on to say that his name was Chad, “from U of M.” My first thought was that he was calling from my son’s school about a 50 dollar donation that my husband and I pledge each year. At the time I hadn’t sent the payment in and I was sure he was calling about that. So as I sat and waited for him to do his “fundraising spiel,” my mind kind of wandered.
He then repeated, “this is Chad, from U of M.” I then said, “alright.” “Jacqueline, do you want a kidney.” My mind was still not altogether with what he was actually saying and to be honest, I kind of thought, “how does this guy from Justin’s school know about me and my kidney issue. But then it slowly sunk in…”Jacqueline do you want a kidney?” I stuttered, “yyesss.” And he said, “good because I have one for you.”
At that moment, I started crying and screaming, “Oh my God, Oh my God,” over and over again. Clearly I appeared to be a crazy person because he asked me if anyone else was in the house with me. He had instructions to give me. But I told him that I already had a pen in my hand. I shakily wrote down all the information. He told me that my kidney was on its way to Ann Arbor and asked me how long it would take for me to get there. I told him that I could be there by 10:30pm if that was alright…he told me it was and the last thing he said to me was that by the time he got to work the next morning…I’d have my new kidney inside me. Hearing those words, gave me goosebumps.
To be continued…