ok mates, this is gonna be yet ANOTHER thread so bear with me ok??

today, 26 may 2020 marks exactly one year since i had my heart transplant. leading up to the transplant, i wasn't sure i was gonna even get it even though i was at the top of the list. or in like the top 3 or something. i was having trouble with a bunch of self harm and whatnot--

you're not exactly allowed to receive a new organ that'll save your life if you're already trying to end it, ya feel? anyways, the days leading up to the eval, i was really nervous. i wasn't gonna be able to live without it, really. i ended up passing the eval anyway and--

was getting prepped for the surgery (the person who's heart i was getting, had died in a really bad bike accident and the doctors were doing a harvest donation. google it.) when my dad came up to me and said everything'd be okay. that i'd be fine. i didn't believe him.

not even sure if he believed himself. i went under, and when it was done and whatnot, it took longer for me to wake up than the doctors would have liked and/ or anticipated. when i finally woke up, the anesthesia kinda sorta fucked with my brain and i had some amnesia.

once a few days passed, i started to remember things better and was watched for a few more days then released from the hospital. it isn't allowed to be known who donated their organs to you if that person had died. you have to wait at least a year before you can request it.

the man who died in the bike accident, was actually a friend of my grandparents. who live in nz where i'm staying for a while. he was doing an absurd thing trying to bike down the entire west coast of australia but something happened and he got into a quarrel with an ute.

anywho, i jut got the call to find all of this out. my grandparents and i may have our differences on quite literally everything, but if it weren't for their friend tryna do something crazy, there would be nobody they'd be able to have these stupid ass arguments with.

i guess what i'm trying to say is, i actually don't know wat i'm trying to say. but without the death of their mate, their grandson wouldn't be alive.

that's all i think. love y'all. sorry if this thread seemed to be going in eleventy million different places. i can't wrap my

head around it.
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