Thanks to the partners that prepared me, and my family that supported me, when I got the call that a suitable organ donor came available, I was asked if I was willing to accept the offer. Suffering from Pulmonary Fibrosis for a couple of years, but only aware of the terminal outlook for this disease for about a year, and getting worse fast, I was ready. Besides I had a good friend and great mentor who had not one, but two lung transplants, so I was not afraid of the fear of facing a surgeon. I would say I was very much at peace, regardless of the outcome.
I drove myself the 45 minutes to the hospital that night and was calm, not running any red lights or in a hurry, as if I was headed to another meeting, like so many I attended in nearly 5 decades of sales meetings and appointments. The lungs were acceptable to the surgeon, and so was I, and that is where I was joined with my greatest Partner for my second chance at life, My Organ Donor.
My journey was not easy, but my large family kept me in their prayers and thoughts, and my Mentor John Sullivan, visited all of us often to help us Keep The Faith. I was in the hospital two months, which is longer than the average at the time, which was three weeks. A staph infection about nailed me, after my initial surgery, but after a clean-up surgery, I made it. Sully told me, it would not be easy, but be patient which was difficult for me, but he and my medical and personal partners saw me through the duration..
Three and half months later I wrote my Donor family, and heard back from them after a while, and certainly understood, I may not ever hear from them. I did ironically when I was visiting another friend who also had a lung transplant, which was the first I knew of the passion my Donor had for nursing and other likes. As I had grown large respect for nurses over the months I was being cared for, it seemed appropriate that a nurse had saved my life. The cost she paid can never be repaid, but her oldest son, Travis J. Murphy has welcomed me and over the years, after meeting for the first time four years after my transplant.
That relationship has transitioned and developed into truly a unique partnership, as I protect the Gift of Life his Mother, Judy Murphy gave me 9 years ago. I never feel like celebrating this event for me, but rather will always remain in quiet gratitude of my precious Gift of Life by my Donor. Keep The Faith.