Hello loyal readers! Are you missing my daily spew about nothing in particular? I’ve had things on my mind but I’m pleased to share the happy ending with you now in a very abbreviated message:
My godson – the only son of my only blood sibling** – went into liver failure this year and had been rapidly sickening while he waited 8 months for a new liver. His current hospital admission is now in its 46th day during which time he faced a blood stream infection, pneumonia, infected leg with consideration of amputation, serious cardiac rhythm issues, untold number of blood and blood product transfusions sometimes 10 a day, renal failure and dialysis … I’m sure I’ve forgotten a crisis or two in there.
Last Monday – after two false starts where good livers became available but he was not in shape to withstand surgery – all the stars finally aligned and he was successfully transplanted. for those of you who knew and held your breath along with me – thank you!
He has a long way to go for full recovery, including a month in a rehab center to get him on his pins again but at least he’s alive and the liver is functioning and all the damage to his body is slowly slowing reversing.
And he’s alive with a long-term prognosis of staying alive. That’s something we haven’t been hearing for a good long time.
- *working like a dog 12-13 hours a day1
- visiting Geisinger Medical Center in Danville PA every weekend since Christmas2
- The federal government is no joke. Well, it is kind of a joke but it’s a very time-consuming one.
- A 350-mile round trip
- No more inconvenient and unattractive city in the USA.
** My sister. I have another sibling related not by blood but by everything else whom I refer to as my seestor, or as Sami calls us “two cheeks of the same ass”.
p.s. New half-baked plan for my Mexican restaurant happy hour stoopscape: Instead of the wicker chair, I’m thinking of painting one of my old benches red with primitive flowers on the top back slat like this. Sami, of course, cannot handle it.