Around 4:30pm this afternoon…twenty years ago (sounds like the beginning of a Country song)…I gave my kids what I thought could be the last hug ever. The nurses then stole me away to parts unknown within Vanderbilt University Hospital where they prepped me for a bi-lateral lung transplant.
Only by the Grace of God do I offer a reason for my statistical abnormality against the medical establishment’s “mortality rates”. As I told “an old friend” recently, “Fifty percent of the folks who received a lung transplant around the same time I did…they’ve been dead for fifteen years.” (Note: Updated to meet today’s date.)
The ride continues to be a bumpy one. It is full of great times…and to be completely honest…crappy ones. It’s always my prayer that should I see the sunrise, I recite, “Lord, thank You for another day with my wife, my children, my family, and my friends. Please keep watch over those I love. Thank You for all of the blessings You continue to provide to an undeserving soul. Amen.”
Today is just a tick of the clock…nothing changes.
Hi Bill. Every single one of us should be praying that exact same prayer! I’m so happy to learn that you continue to have one more day. I know that your family and your close friends are elated as well. Blessings to you, my friend and fellow Bulldog!
Love reading about your journey.
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Yes…we currently own that domain name.