We are home. Yes we are both exhausted. It was a week. Yesterday we had a nap...catching up as we didn't have many naps all week.
We chose the University of Minnesota Medical Center for transplant. Far Guys Pulmonary Doctor highly recommended The U of MN. Yes I know you are thinking why don't they go to Mayo? Well it is a numbers thing...The University does three times as many lung transplants as Mayo. I liked the sound of Mayo at first...we could stay out of the big city and traffic...but their numbers are just not what we were looking for. After visiting the U Doctors...I felt confident that we chose the right place...Far Guy too. Everyone at the Support Group meeting said "You are in the best place possible for new lungs the only other place that compares is Stanford."
I can manage the traffic, do I like it...NO...but I will do what I have to do. The most important place to be is with a good transplant team. &*^$ traffic. One day Jen decided to test my in city driving...Freeway and Downtown and I passed her tests. I told her I felt like vomiting after I arrived safely at the motel.
After last week we still have a choice...Far Guy can say no to a transplant. Does he really need a lung transplant? YES all the tests show that it is his only hope to live a few more years. He is in good shape other than his crappy lungs. The next lung infection could put his life in danger, so what to do? See if he qualifies for a transplant...and go with it, and pray that a donor is found before he dies.
The way I see it he either says yes to dying or yes to a transplant...at least with the transplant he has a chance to live and breathe.
Tough things to talk about I know. We have talked and talked...and prayed...and decided that God is in charge and if Far Guy is meant to have a transplant he will.
Is this all scary...yes it sure is... but the alternative is scary too. Once Far Guy is listed for a transplant I will start a Caring Bridge site for him.