I talked a little about how the reality of the situation caused some emotional struggles and required what I like to call mental feng shui. The three days spent mouth agape allowed me to reorganize the situation internally and "normalize" it. There have been more than 1 such opportunity along the journey so far. The original news was just the first in a series of such moments in my personal journey. For me, time passed as my condition remained stable and no progress was made for a while and the reality wore off.
I started a regimen of travel every 3 months from Boise to Salt Lake for appointments and the reality of the situation began to fade. As the frequency changed to monthly travels I knew we were making progress. The discussion of relocation started to take place with the transplant team each trip. We began to prepare as we could by collecting data on places to live, how to deal with work, what is the tax ramifications and what to do about our cats. This was a nice distraction to dwelling on the fact that this was going to be a huge life-change for myself and my family, plus the cats. It was also a diversion from my condition. My condition has and will continue to diminish as time passes but it is so gradual that it almost goes unnoticed. The distractions mollify the 800 pound gorilla in the room and allowed me to continue to do the things I need to do to continue this journey.
Each month's visit ended with the same question and the same breathless apprehension of the answer to come. "Do we need to move?" Finally the answer was yes and that was the the second time it became real. At this point I just wanted to take my ball and go home. This isn't fun anymore! This called for another feng shui session. Once I regained my composure and the glaze was gone from my eyes, the serious planning for the move was the next blessed distraction. With tons to do and arrange I was able to divert my attention for a while again.
More to come...