26/12/2024
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When I was decorating this cake, I got inspired about my mum's windows and the stunning view on the Alps, trying to remember how the sunlight bounced on the sharp submits of the Belledonne chain... Little I knew that something incredible would happen to my family this Christmas, and I would write this post at the same window a few days later...
Today, I'm so proud to share it with you...
It has been 3 years, 3 looooong years that my dad was placed on the national organ transplant list for a new heart.
All this time, we all lived a nightmare.
It's not just the wait that is hard. It's just knowing that it could happen anytime, any days... and you don't know if you are going to survive.
You have to be ready, move around with your luggage, and never go further than a couple of hours from the hospital.
We would jump each time the phone rang. We couldn't plan travels, weddings, baptisms... There is always this "What if dad is being called?"
The treatment was extremely heavy. The last few months were critical. Dad's heart worked only at 13%. Although, it never restrained him to live as he wanted, like nothing happened. He chose to live fully every day, like it's the last one. He couldn't do half of the normal things, but he didn't care, he kept going.
Last month, the doctors said we couldn't wait for the new heart any longer. They would have to install an artificial heart. A sort of pomp that he would have to keep until the end. This device would replace the heart's mechanism, but it's coming with huge consequences. It's a device that is internal and external, working with batteries. There is one battery attached to a belt and the second recovery one in a bag back. Both batteries must be worn at all times. At night, you must be plugged like any other electric device...
We knew it will be coming. We knew that it was the only way now. We had waited long enough..
Saturday 21st December, all of us buzzing with the Christmas shopping, getting luggages ready for our flight Monday morning, not thinking about anything else, out of the blue, my dad received a call :
They have a heart.
It's time.
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