The past two weeks have not been normal around here. Two weeks ago, we were preparing to attend Matt's funeral. Tonight is Caitlin's. She did not make it. From what I understand, her brain continued to swell and she began to have strokes. Through an MRI, earlier in the week, the doctors determined that she was not going to wake up. In their last bit of bravery and compassion, the family decided to donate her organs, before taking her off of life support.
I'm still trying to wrap my brain around this. It's surreal. My heart weeps for the family. It is my worst nightmare times two. As I made cookies for Matt's viewing, I cried. As I made cupcakes for Caitlin's, I was in shock. It feels like a bad, made-for-tv movie.
We went to the viewing last night. I had no idea what to say to the family. No words could come to my lips. I just shook her father's hand, and patted his back, with tears in my eyes. We communicated through our tears instead.
In a bit of trying to keep myself distracted this week, after we learned of Caitlin's turn for the worse, I made some newborn hats. These hats were made from shirts (which were about to be donated) and sent to Mama to Mama. It is a worthwhile cause and a good distraction for the week.
Some good things can come tragedies. Caitlin's organs have been donated to others awaiting transplants and some newborn babies will have hats upon their heads to help maintain their body temperature.