For many this is a means to continue living and hoepefully in a better manner.
For others its a scary thought that is unexpected.
For others is a wonder why its being mentioned.
I fit into the last category. And possibly, ok yes, the second one. I'm a bit curious why me? Why am I being referred to transplant when there are others out there that are far worse than I who are still going along not being referred. I spent an hour at the university that I plan on getting my masters degree from today, talking to the coordinators and walking around the main building. I go food shopping and clean the house. I make dinner and try to exercise. So why me?
Am I jumping the gun, though my doctor mentioned it? Should I wait? Will I feel like a complete idiot when I sit down to talk to the doctors? Will they laugh at me and tell me to come back in a year?
Just things I wonder about as my head lays on the pillow at night...