Tuesday April 19

After weeks of flirting and flip-flopping, transplant and I are hand-in-hand: It's official. Today I signed the dotted line and, following a few inappropriate jokes about diseased lungs and death, was listed. Let the wait begin!

It was quite the day of build-up, we arrived at Toronto General around 11:30 and didn't see my Coordinator until around 12:30. We briefly chatted about where to go once I receive the call, travel restrictions (I cannot travel more than 2.5 hours away) and activated my pager. I then briefly saw a man about drawing my blood (they always seem to get you!) and hurried along to meet the surgeon, then we waited... and waited... and waited... and apparently set a new record for longest wait time to meet with the surgeon (2 hours, yay us?). I ended up reading through my entire chart by the time my name was called. P.S. Mildly fatty liver? Fatty pancreas? Pfffft! I'm deeply offended.