so I leave the band room around 1:30 wonderin why I have to go down to the office, Thersea (???) says "is your dad on the transplant list?' i'm thinking (could it aready happen) I say yeah and she says "your going to indy to the hospital. Your mom's pickin you up. so get your stuff" and walk out of there real fast and get my stuff...I only have time to tell one person what's goin on and I'll I could say is "My dad's gettin a transplant" When we got there they said a 'possible' heart donor so there was a possibility that the heart would not be available...but that didn't happen...at around 3:00 they said 5:00pm will be the surgery...5:00 comes then they tell us 9:15...9:15 comes no heart...they said that they have to check the heart and check the other organs in the donor's body...the guy that was donating wasn't really...'gone'... so in the meantime we ate at the hospital, the food which was quite good had a little 'b-day party' for me which was just cake...but Really good cake! And my dad hadn't gone in yet so I was happy...When they contacted us they said it was a REALL REALLY REALLY REALLY good heart...(actually I think they used very instead of really) so it tuns out at about 11:00pm they say the surgery is 'a go.' and so my dad goes into prep for the surgery...being the baby I am I kinda cried=)...the transplant was scheduled for about 1:00am...When the transplant occured they said that my dad's heart looked angry red and you had to hold it with two hands...it was about as large two hands...and the one from the donor was the normal size and was looking really good...so the surgery ended about 4:00-5:00am. Everything had gone "Perfect" which is really great! So today after I ate my breakfast (a donut and some milk) I saw my dad...it was really wierd cuz he had tubes comin out of his mouth and i was standing close to his 'pee bag'...but he could respond to people...he waved to me...he couldn't talk and he could barely open his eyes because he was really tired...but he was all there and it's just amazing what God can do! We left the hospital at atound 11:00am (I tried to sleep), but my mom is going back and stayin the night with him tonight so she's going back...through this whole thing I've been happy, scared, and worried. This is somethin we've been waitin for, but didn't expect till Thanksgiving...if you have any questions you can send an e-mail to me, Melissa, or Thomas, or you can leave a comment...

Kate-B XD

Well...last night i watched the movie United 93...It's kinda sad...if u don't know its about 9/11...United 93 was the plane that crashed into Shanksville, Virginia. This movie mad me stop and think about 9/11 and most importantly how it affected us and those around us.... To the families who lost loved ones on those planes...I'm preety sure they think about them a lot....its like an empty spot in their heart that's never going to be filled again...

I remember the first anniversary....the whole school had gone outside and we had a memorial service...then years after that we just had moments of silence and a little speech over the PA system or on the TV....they usually lasted about 5 minutes....Its kinda wierd how we get out of dchool for President's Day...but not 9/11...On President's Day we 'acknowledge' certain presidents that are gone...but on 9/11 we still have school...just remembering why this day is important  for only 5 freakin' minutes and get on with our lives....We usually study certain president's during the school year anyway...like during and social studies class...

My point is...why got to school on 9/11 and not on President's Day? On President's Day nobody died...but on 9/11 about 3,000 people died and we should take a day out of our lives to remember where we were or what we were doing on 9/11. To me Presidnet's Day is like an excuse to have a holiday...where as 9/11 (Patriot's Day) is quite fresh in some people's minds and shouldn't go by with just a crappy speech made by some staff member in the school office...but I'm just one voice in a billion...

Kate-B =/