Like I Have Time For This?

Not too long ago, I told you a little bit about my step-mother-in-law, and how she’s been waiting for a double-lung and heart transplant for almost a year now, and how we were so afraid that a match would never be found, and that she’d die this year, of lung failure caused by breathing beryllium dust in the factory job she held for over 20 years.

Well, late last night, a perfect match came down the pike. And they said she’s well enough to go for the surgery. So, they ambulanced her down to the University of Pennsylvania’s City Hospital, and she’s in the O.R. as I type this.

If she survives the surgery, she’ll have a long road of recovery work ahead of her before she’ll actually be released from the hospital. But I guess I’m gonna go ahead and do a little hoping. Because honestly? I didn’t think she’d get this far.

She’s 51 years old. And sweet and harmless, if not a bit odd. And yes, she can drive me utterly batshit on occasion, with her inability to understand sarcasm, and her incessant need to give me the gritty details regarding her menopausal situation, and other such tiresome personality traits.

But that doesn’t mean we don’t love her. Because we do.

And she’s good to my children. Which means I love her silly.

Keep your fingers crossed, everyone. And if you’re a prayin’ kind of person, by all means, I encourage you to do your thing, whatever it is. We need all the good karma we can get.

EDITED TO ADD:

As of 5:30 pm, eastern whatever-the-hell-it-is-now time, she has survived the surgery, and is in the ICU. She probably won’t wake up for a day or so.

Thanks for all the well wishes and all that fabulous karma.

Updates to follow soon.