"THE CALL"... Take Two...

Hey Blogland, 

So last night/this morning I got THE call, my transplant call and once again as I'm writing this you obviously realise that it didn't go ahead. This time the experience was quite different from last time. I will go through it with you. 

At 12:57am I had a call from a unknown number, I had actually been sitting up thinking about when I would get my call and where I'd be and all those types of things and as I had been talking to a friend a few hours before some of the things I was scared for should the time arise. 

The phone call went a bit like this

Me : "Hello"

Richard Transplant co-ordinator: "Hi Stacie, it's Richard from Papworth"

Me: "HIIIIII" (imagine it being high pitched and squeaky)

Richard: "Now take a deep breath for me Stacie"

Me: "Okay"

Richard: "We have a match Stacie, now take a sip of water now but don't drink or eat anything. We're sending a car for you and it will be there within the next 20mins"

Me: "Okay I will see you soon"

I thought I would be less nervous the second time round but I really wasn't I was scared out of my mind. I think it's because last time because of the history of the donor it was always in the back of my mind that it was probably going to be a false alarm and I had to wait quite a while before I even got in the ambulance. 

So after trying to process the fact that I was going back up to Papworth I rang, texted, Face booked pretty much everybody, not knowing how much signal or whether I would have access to wifi I wanted to make sure my family and friends knew.

The drive was much faster than last time although pretty long still it took about 2 - 2 and half hours to get there even though the guy pretty much drove at 80 - 90mph the whole way there LOL. 

I got to the hospital and it was pretty much go, go, go from there, Richard said that they're were still a few minor tests to do on the organs but he definitely thought I should be ready for surgery. We got me ready took a tonne of samples, filled in a tonne of paperwork and they thought I would be going down to theatre around 6am, they were pretty sure that these organs were going to be a good match and I was going to get my transplant. 

Then Richard came in about 5:40am and told me and my mum that they had done one last echo on the heart and they were extremely surprised to find something very minor wrong with it. They really thought that because of the donors history and background it was going to be a go, he even told me and my mum that they hadn't even brought anyone else in, in case it was a no go they were that certain it was going to happen. I couldn't believe it because last time it was the lungs this time it's the heart, maybe next time we can get both right :) 

I'm obviously very disappointed but I suppose it'll be third time lucky for me. I feel like I've had a proper practise run now because last time I didn't do anything when I got to the hospital bar have some tea. So there's always a silver lining I suppose.

I'm very tired but I'm going to attempt to stay up now otherwise I will not go to sleep tonight LOL 

Chat soon guys 

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