Friday June 19th was the day of the Transplant Committee meeting. I asked the donor coordinator how many of the cases that made it to the committee meeting were approved for surgery. She said only about 50%. If they didn't approve me it would be because they thought it would be dangerous for me to go through surgery, not because I had said or done something wrong. Still...I was worried. I wanted to give this piece of me to someone in need. I had already been praying for this person somewhere out there that was waiting for a new kidney. I wanted the committee to say yes but was worried they would say no.
I stayed pretty busy that Friday morning. My son and I went to see the movie "Inside Out" with some friends from church. I thought the movie would be a good distraction but I still found myself checking my phone every 10 minutes or so to see if I had missed a call.
After the movie I continued checking my phone. I think I wore myself out with worry and ended up taking a nap. I woke up when my phone buzzed. I jumped out of bed to see if it was a call from the transplant center but it turned out to be a text from a friend seeing if I had heard anything yet. Just out of habit I checked my email and found that I had received an email almost 2 hours earlier from the donor coordinator.
The committee approved me. I am approved for surgery.
Thanks be to God.
After calls to my husband and parents and a few friends, I responded to the email with what has become my standard question: "Great! So what's next?"
The next step was to find a match for my kidney. I continued my prayers for this unknown person and hoped that the match would be found quickly.