As of now, it's seeming as if the transplant is on for a week from tomorrow. My brother's pretty sure his infection is a thing of the past.
At the moment I'm lying in a hammock in his backyard, as the sun is starting to set, after a bike ride to the beach, frisbee catches, and bowls of popcorn.
Life is good.
I am grateful.
I love my family.
I love my brother.
And I can't wait for this next part of the journey to begin.
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