I have a book of blog ideas and since I have recently re-committed to blogging, I get so frustrated when things are too busy for me to write. Paradoxically, I am doing very well with my efforts to balance my life (actually plan on blogging about that) and sometimes, in this effort for balance, blogging has to be pushed to another day.
Tomorrow is Sunday and I hope to have plenty of time to write a blog or two...until then, just a thought that passed through my mind...
When us recipients refer to our donor organs it's not uncommon for us to say "my new lungs" or my "my new heart." Perhaps I'm over thinking things, but I'm wondering if that could in any way be offensive to a donor family.
The organ is certainly not "new" and by saying so it makes it sound like we got in at Nordstom's or something. That language could be seen as a little objectifying or creating a distance between the truth of the circumstances that resulted in our being transplanted.
My friend Isa often refers to to her lungs in relations to her donor. "Xavier's lungs", or something like that. I love that. They're not new, they belong to the original owner, and we are so lucky to be holding them now in their stead. Sadly, I don't know anything about my donors and so can't refer to the lungs in the same way.
I recognize the "organs are new to you" perspective but still wonder if I shouldn't be a little more mindful in how I refer to them in the future. It just feels as though the highest reverence should be used as a sign of respect for the awesome gift given....
Then again, maybe I am just overthinking it all?
See you tomorrow and good night.