Thursday, October 11, 2007
Witness to a Miracle
Ever been witness to a miracle?
Last week a friend's husband got a call. After decades of diabetes and after many, many months of dialysis, my friend's husband was getting a transplant. The two organs he needed, kidney and pancreas, had come available.
All through the night, various medical tests were done. Lab work to determine if the organs were viable and suitable for him. Blood work and fever checks hour after hour to determine to state of his health. A fever would mean an infection and an infection would mean someone else would receive these organs.
A long drive in the dark to the transplant hospital. Anti-rejection drugs administered. Surgery at 8 a.m.
By two in the afternoon, the surgery was done. A man who had lived nearly forty years as a diabetic was no longer in need of insulin. A healthy kidney did the work of the two damaged ones.
Renewed health. What a blessing.
In less than seven days, the patient went home. There is still a lot of recovery left to do, as well as tweaking the various medications involved, but there is great rejoicing in their household.
Fantastic as that is, that's not the real miracle.
The real miracle comes from the person who signed an organ donation card and the family who followed through. Despite their heartbreak, they remembered the bigger picture.
They gave someone the gift of health and longer life.
Does your family know you want to be an organ donor?