Hoping for a heart for our oldest son's best friend
Our son's best friend since 4th grade is in the hospital needing a heart transplant. He's 26 years old.
It is possibly a genetic thing, enlarged organs [maybe] too from birth, not sure of that part, but like BT's best friend Ozzy, he admitted to us that he's done an over abundance of pretty much everything. He told my husband and I the other night that he's lived the life of a rock star since he was 18, as money was never far from reach. Our son has remained good friends with him through all of these years, but taken a stand against his over indulgence [and called him on it several times] warning him of the probable outcome if he didn't stop.
We don't know the chance of a heart transplant. He is so young and has an odd blood type, if that makes a difference.
This has all come as such as shock, at least to my husband and myself, as he was the most wonderful little guy and sweetheart in general. It's all too much on his parents [as anyone can imagine] they are having a time of it. He's never left home and has always lived with them.
My hope and prayer is a for miracle. I've sat in the hospital with him several times, he takes my hands, holds them both, and every once in a while, takes them to his face and kisses them, it's very sad. He is so beautiful. I'm thinking of him as that little boy, that beautiful special little person, who had the bull by the horns and was on his way to a wonderful life, wondering where it all faded off to. He has realized his part [and] is disappointed as well, very much wanting to plan for the future.
Like BT felt about Ozzy, sometimes a person needs a second go around in life.
If it's in your heart, I ask for prayers and good thoughts regarding this young mans life.
I pray God's will be done [whatever that may be].
...Trials travel best when you're taking the transportation known as prayer...SLRC