Have I ever told you about the first love of my life?

Meet Hector:

Photo taken on April 2008 in front of The Commissary
Germantown, TN

He's the first man I ever loved.
He's still the rightful owner of a huge chunk of my heart.
He's 59 years old.
He's a warrior.
He's my Daddy.
And he desperately needs your prayers.

My Daddy has been a dialysis patient due to kidney failure for the last 11 years. Unfortunately, due to other major health complications (liver cancer and heart problems), he's never been considered a candidate for a kidney transplant.

My Daddy has been hospitalized for over two weeks due to unexplained blood loss. Blood transfusion after blood transfusion and his condition improved for a day or so only to deteriorate a few days later. It wasn't until this last Friday that they finally found the source of the problem; the blood was coming from his liver. The doctors basically told my Mom that due to his medical conditions there was nothing more they could do for him.

That same day my Mom was told about the Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville, FL. A clinic that offers both Liver and Kidney transplants. A clinic that is known for seeing patients whose conditions are advanced and odds of survival are not great. A clinic located where we currently have family living.

This morning my Mom met with one of the doctors who is a liaison between Puerto Rico transplant patients and the Mayo Clinic. After reviewing my Dad's charts she expressed concern over the fact that my Dad's profile is quite complicated, that maybe they had waited too long and that she could offer absolutely no guarantees. My Mom explained that the Mayo Clinic was our only hope at this time and that the only guarantee we were certain of was what would happen if my Dad left the hospital to go home. In a nutshell, the doctor said that if we are to move forward we have to do it quickly.

The Mayo Clinic requested some additional medical information/charts and are in the process of evaluating his case and determining what the next step will be. My parents are sitting in a hospital room just waiting to hear from them.

I am a Daddy's girl in every possible way imaginable, so needless to say the last few days have been emotionally difficult and heart wrenching. We have been discussing some different scenarios recently, but the entire family is on hold until we know what the next step is. Regardless, I'm pretty sure the kids and I will most likely be doing some travel soon.

So, here's the part where I'm recruiting as many prayer warriors as I can. Of course I can ask you to pray for a miracle, because there is nothing God can't do. And if you feel compelled to pray for the miracle of healing for my Dad, by all means please do so.

But the prayers I am requesting right now are prayers for direction, prayers for peace of mind, prayers for safe travels, prayers for wisdom and strength and the ability to discern what it is the Lord wants us to do.

I'm pretty tired right now and think I'm going to bed soon, but I'd like to thank you in advance for your prayers and I will do my best to keep you posted.


"Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven. For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them."

Matthew 18:19-20