While we all have problems, I was once again reminded yesterday how comparatively minor they are compared to some other people's problems. Valerie Comer posted about an impending heart transplant for Baby Annabelle. I haven't been following Krista Phillips' journey since her fourth daughter was born last year, but Baby Annabelle was diagnosed with a bad heart before she was born last July. She's been through a couple of operations, but they decided in January to put Baby Annabelle on a heart transplant list. Yesterday was the day for her new heart.
Since it's a transplant, you know for Annabelle to get her heart, some poor family had to lose their precious baby. I hope they receive some small comfort from knowing their loss may have prevented another family from the same thing.
Yesterday afternoon at 4:30, Annabelle began the process of getting a new heart that concluded about midnight. Last I heard, the operation was deemed a success, and Baby Annabelle has a much brighter future available to her.
My little sister died of brain stem cancer before she was ten -- I'd been out of the house on my own for nearly eight years at that point, so it was still peripheral to me. That's the closest I can come to beginning to relate to the agonies of families in these circumstances. But I know it's far worse than anything I've had to endure, and I'm so thankful that my life has been so blessed.
Despite the agony, there are blessings in Baby Annabelle's situation, too, and I'm thankful she's been given another chance thanks to a family who could find a positive option in their own grief-filled situation.
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