Frustration
I wasn't sure if I was going to post about this, but decided to because I think I need to let it out instead of keeping it bottled up inside. I got a call for a lung last night. Once again, I didn't go in, but this one was kind of an odd situation.
The call came right around midnight (how come they always call late at night?). The doctor said they had a potential lung for me, but there were some details they had to let me know about. My understanding of it all is that the doner was a heavy drug user. Due to this, they pay extra attention to results for things like HIV. While they didn't say if the doner was a needle user, the implication was there. In cases like this, they are required to let the patient know. The doctor indicated that while the tests came up negative, there was always a chance of something not showing up. The decision was mine and I decided to wait this one out. If I am going to be getting a lung I want it to be one with the smallest amount of risk.
Once again though, it felt like being thrown into an ice cold pond. I'm still a bit numb from the whole thing. I don't feel scared like I did last time. More apprehensive. At least this time I can sleep.
