“It’s not tomorrow.” 

That is the phrase I have been telling myself and my mother at the end of each conversation we have had since Ashley, the nurse coordinator and my self-proclaimed “newest cheerleader” handed us “The Packet”. Perhaps not THE packet but definitely a packet, a packet that indicates we have taken another step in this transplant process – a packet outlining a whole lot of scary scenarios and less than favorable outcomes. “The Packet” includes a whole lot of places to sign acknowledging understanding of all kinds of things, I would tell you what but if I am honest, I have only skimmed “The Packet” I am not quite ready to read it in full. I am going to take it to work, scan it in, send it out to my team and hopefully soon we can talk about it together. I don’t want it to live in my head with just myself to absorb it, I want to look at it with MY team ready to help me interpret, dissect, and digest its contents. 

Until now I have only been monitored by the Advanced Heart Failure and Transplant clinic, with the knowledge that transplant is in my future. During my appointment this week, on the suggestion of my doctor we have taken one more small step and I will be doing the actual evaluations for heart transplant. Please understand, this is still the very base of the mountain. There are many hoops here as well, many approvals to get, and then many tests to schedule. 

THIS DOES NOT MEAN I AM OR WILL BE LISTED ANY TIME SOON. 

Read that again. I am not listed. I may not get listed at this point. If I am listed after this, I likely have a very long wait ahead. This is all just the evaluation process. I am super stoked to have found out during this appointment and testing that there are no concerns about my liver currently, which can often be the case in people with congenital heart issues. We can all celebrate that. As Bruce Bryan would say “Put that in the W column.”

There is still a lot of time in this process. There are still a lot of unknowns in this process. There are a lot of big feelings in this process. The only thing I know for sure right now is, it’s not tomorrow. My family and I have time to absorb and digest this information, and as always I promise to update when the situation changes. I appreciate all the love and support from my people. You all have made your presence known in ways I did not expect and am not entirely certain I deserve, but I am grateful. 

Until next time.