I haven’t talked about this yet for some reason, but last summer, I’m driving home from work and I get a call from a number that looked a lot like the number of the Transplant Nurses, so I answer it instantly. It’s, of course, not one of them (or the plotline of this blog would be very different). It’s one of the Social Workers from the hospital (I don’t think it was one of the two we met/worked with), asking if we were interesting in being contacted by Idaho’s Make-a-Wish foundation.
I stammered a bit. “Um, just what do you think is wrong with my son?” Which confused her a bit, “Isn’t Make-a-Wish for kids with a terminal condition?” She rushes to reassure me that no, they deal with kids who have all sorts of critical illnesses == like renal failure. Meanwhile, I’m sweating bullets — for a second there, I was a little concerned. We chuckle a bit about how she’d be the last one to tell us something new about his condition and chat about him in general. In the end, I say, sure, they can call.
I go home, tell me wife the new thing I learned about Make-a-Wish and we pretty much forget about it.
Skip to a few months, a form about interests, and one transplant later, and they reach out to us and we have a meeting — there’s two volunteers (Michael and Mildred) and us. Mildred pulls my wife and I aside to fill out some paperwork and whatnot. Michael chats with Machen about his interests and whatnot — oh, and gives him this gorgeous looking book about the history of the Ford Mustang.
I’m probably missing some stuff, but I really had little to do with the whole process, and I’m trying to keep this from being the usual long post. Those are the highlights — after the meeting we had with them, they went off to think about whatever it was that Machen told them (really, I have no idea) and then they called about a month and a half ago, telling us that Machen’s wish was going to be fulfilled today, but they didn’t want him to know about it until the moment.
So Saturday, we tell load up the van with the kids — telling them we’re on the way to do something, but first that Mom wants to stop by Best Buy. When we walk in, we’re met by Mildred, Michael and a Best Buy associate, David. It just now hits me that we didn’t get pictures of the volunteers with Machen. Rats. Anyway, here’s a picture of a pretty stunned (but happy) Machen with David.
And then one of all the family, too.
I really do feel bad about the volunteers not being pictured.
Anyway, Machen and David spent a little more than 90 minutes putting together a dream system that will be delivered at some point in the future.
I’m still not sure that he’s recovered from the day, nor has he really stopped smiling. The generosity of these volunteers and the organization is really something. We can’t thank them enough.
Oh, look — I did find a picture of Mildred, you can see her standing behind Machen there (Michael would have been to the right).