11:10 PM

So it was 11:10 PM on September 14 2008 and I was about to eat a big bowl of pasta, when in walks Kelly.. I so knew what she was there for.. I was in total shock though.. Everyone says it will come when you least expect it.. Well it really does.. Anyway the first thing that she said was..."STOP don't eat that" lol. So I slowly put everything down.. I just sat on my bed listening to her and so ready for this but so scared at the same time.. It something that you cant describe in words.. So Kelly told me everything that I needed to know so I could get myself prepared.. Well as prepared as you can get in 6 hours.. When we gave each other a hug Kelly left and I started to call my family.. I had this felling that was saying this was no dry run this one was for real.. Again another felling you cant describe.. So I called my dad.. He woke up and was on his way down for the second time that day.. In the mean time I called my best friend Sarah who came to hang out till my dad showed up.. My room was pretty full that night.. I had Sarah, Chad, my dad, and my grama.. Sarah went home about 1:30.. But everyone else stayed.. I was so tired but I couldn't fall asleep.. Chad was right next to me the whole rest of the night.. He was not sleeping either.. We both watched the clock like it was the t.v.. Time went so fast but so slow at the same time.. Kelly said that the surgeon would get back from his flight from NM with the lungs at about 6:00 AM.. Well right at 6:30 they came in my room and got me all ready.. They took my blood pressure, which was almost triple numbers both sides.. They kind of chuckled and told me to take deep breathes.. UM hello.. it takes more than a deep breath to calm down your blood pressure when you know that you are going to be cut in half..
So I was wheeled into the pre-surgery waiting room, I was in there for only like 2 minutes tops.. I got to say bye to dad, grams, and Chad.. It was intense..The last time I looked at the clock it read 6:36 AM.. I rolled on the the surgical table and everyone introduced them selves to me.. I remember the room was super cold.. But it felt good cause I was always hot from working so hard to breathe.... From there I don't remember a thing.. The lights went out for me. Well that is a short description of the night I got the word my lungs were on their way.. I'm so blessed that I am here today to talk about that night.. I still pray for the donors family and thank them all in my prayers.. I am finishing my letter to the family.. I have wrote that letter so many times not knowing just how to thank them.. But I just think that if they cared enough to give the organs to save other lives then a simple thanks will be okay.. Ill I know is its hard no matter how you say it..