I randomly gaze into his little face to check that I haven't missed his call. Sometimes I think I hear him laughing at me. Sometimes he talks back to me and I think I will put him in a time out. Then I realize, I can't do that. I can't rip his guts (batteries) out and makes his face shut down.
I need Cletus. I need Cletus more than he needs me. I am completely at his mercy. He can taunt me, smirk at me and laugh at me all he wants...in the end all I want from him is to hear his little voice box screech at me.
Then, him and I will have our day.
|You wanna go, punk??|
Brad & I just want you to go off before he leaves.
Let's do a little statistics 101 shall we?
*These are Ontario only*
71 - number of old crusty lungs thrown in the garbage in exchange for some new beauts so far this year (well actually they don't get thrown in the garbage. Instead they are dissected and other medical crap happens...I have a few ideas on what I'd do with mine...auction anyone???)
75 - number of us waiting for our turn to dive on the table (perhaps a tuck dive – body folded up in a tight ball, hands holding the shins and toes pointed), have our chests ripped open, our old disgusting, sticky, black lungs torn out and new-to-us, healthy, ready-for-nothing-but-fun-lungs shoved inside
106 - people in my age category waiting for organs (however, as with Santa - all ages are important)
44 - females waiting for windbags (so we can chase the boys faster)
31 - males waiting for windbags (so they can chase the ladies faster)
|Just like my life in Toronto|
37 - in my blood group waiting (A+ - best mark you can get on a test...that should count for something, eh??)
102 - lung transplants done last year (that's a whole lotta new blowas walking around)
Again, I ask you to please seriously consider organ, blood and tissue donation. Here is a great article that breaks down the sign up process by province.
There is no better time than right now to sign up to be an organ donor. This is not about me and my wait for new lungs...this is for the future. This is for anyone who is told they need new organs to survive. This is for hope.
Remember, some day you could need blood, tissue or organs. If not you...somebody you love.
How about joining me in my advocacy??
How about a challenge??
I challenge you to sign up to be a donor. I challenge you to advocate and to be LOUD about it.
Announce it on your Facebook status and plead others to do the same. Tweet it. Throw it in your email signature. Scream it from your front door in your slippers and housecoat.
Don't wait. We wait too long. It's what we do. We procrastinate and say "I'll do that tomorrow". Some people don't have that long. Some people I meet are very, very, very sick. Some won't make it until new organs come.
Don't let that happen to you or someone you know...someone you love.
Over 4000 Canadians are waiting for an organ transplant to save their lives.
The best way to leave this world is knowing that when you do, you can potentially save lives.