Dads been able to use a little keyboard communicator this afternoon and has slowly been able to say things like "everything's fine" and "go home for Christmas." He has tears in his eyes every time we talk to him - not because he's in pain, but because I know he's so full of love and gratitude and concern for his family right now. Thats my dad - always full of love and optimism.
Diana, the recipient of the left lung is actually in the room right next to Dad, literally on the other side of the wall. How cool is that? When I had my twins, I remember the nurses would always put them in the same little hospital crib to sleep because they just did better that way. I think the same theory applies here with these two miraculous lungs. I truly believe that the donor is watching over both of them - their own guardian angel.
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