The Boy Next Door

So, here is one of my weekly posts! I was actually really impressed with how many people read my very first post and all the positive feedback I received.. You guys are AWESOME!
In my last post I talked about my "hero" and I told you that I would go into further detail about that in another post.. So here it is!

When I arrived into ICU after my emergency surgery I was placed next door to my hero.. What I mean by "next door" is he was in the room next to me in the ICU unit. In ICU all the glass rooms are decorated in different characters, ex: Finding Nemo, Lego's, Cinderella, and Cars.. My room was the only room that wasn't glass, but it had Frozen stickers on it, so I was in the Frozen room, and this 16 year old boy was next door to me in the Cinderella room (no joke).

During my time in ICU I didn't really know who he was or why he was there, but my mom talked about him and his family often. We stayed in ICU together and we were both on the vent and the same time and we both came off of the vent at the same time.

Three days before me, he was moved to the progressive care unit. When I was moved down three days after him, we were 5 rooms down from each other and he was staying in the room that I spent numerous months in when I had kidney failure. Over the course of the month that we were in ICU together, our family's had became really close and my mom would update me on how he was doing, and vice versa. But, we still hadn't met.

He was later moved to the floor, and a week after I was moving up to the floor as well.. When my mom was moving the stuff from my progressive care room, to my room on the floor, she came in to tell me that he was my "neighbor" again. That night when I was moved up to the floor, I met his grandma, and by this time, his whole family knew about me, and my whole family knew about him. He was getting discharged in 3 days and I knew that after hearing so much about him, I had to meet him before he left.

On my second day of being on the floor, I went out for one of my many walks that I had to take during the day and when I was coming back to my room I saw his door was open. Mom walked over and decided it was time for us to peep our heads in and say hi. Even though this guy and I had went months right beside each other and never spoke, I felt like I knew everything about him and he knew everything about me. He is so sweet and he has the sweetest family and it was such a blessing for me to finally meet him.

We stayed and talked for a long time, but the next day it was time for him to go home.. Before he left he went into the gift shop downstairs and bought me a balloon and a prayer pin that I still to this day have setting out in my room. He also had this really awesome recliner that was the only one I have ever seen in the hospital, and he brought it into my room right before he left for us to use for the remainder of our stay.

This guy is my hero because he had a ruptured appendix FOR A WEEK.. He had never been this sick in his entire life and had never had a serious surgery until now. I always say I admire him because I have had surgery after surgery, so I had a bit of experience with the pain and sacrifice that comes with being sick, and he had never experienced it and took it like a champ. We went through basically the same thing together and we are still living with it and I am so blessed that God knew that I needed someone I could relate to during this rough spot in my life and I am so glad that this boy ended up being next door to me for 3 months.

"Just another day in the life."