There’s this guy named Billy.

There’s this guy named Billy. His actual name is William (but I only call him that when I get onto him). He’s a little taller than me, has brown eyes, black hair, and the most contagious laugh and smile I’ve ever seen or heard from a person. 

He’s 3 years older than me, or if you ask him 2 years and some odd months and days. He counted it down, no joke. He loves to eat Chinese food, gummy bears, oranges, watermelon, and vanilla pudding. I swear he’s made up of Chinese food though! He loves to eat it! I’m sure if it were possible he would eat it each and every single day. 

He loves his dog Arnold, which is an English Bulldog, and his pet tortoise Tortellini. They’re both absolutely adorable and I love playing with them. 

I met him May 20,2016 and we began dating January 1, 2017. Before we even began to date, I loved him. This isn’t your “I love you like a friend or brother” type of love this is the “I love you with everything in me and I never want to lose you” type of love. The type of love that makes your heart break at the thought of ever living without a person.

You see, before I met Billy I never really understood why some people would go, “I can’t live without him/her!” In my head I was like, “Um… you lived without them before you met them and you were perfectly fine. You can live without them now”. Boy was I completely and totally wrong. I had never experienced that type of love. Billy is the only person I have ever felt that way about. 

Before Billy and I dated, there was a night that I almost lost him. He was in the hospital and the doctors weren’t sure if he would make it. He had been coughing up blood and they had him on a ventilator. That night I was a mess. The mere thought of losing him… I couldn’t handle it. So the next day I went up to see him. I really couldn’t stay away. He wasn’t awake when I was there, but I left him a note, a photo of us, and a little stuffed bulldog since he has his English Bulldog, Arnold. He pulled through amazingly, obviously. 

But now… now he’s back in the hospital. Here’s some well needed information: Billy has cystic fibrosis. He went on the transplant list not too long ago and he was nervous about it. At times he would be super excited because he could play soccer again and go swimming and do all the things he has missed doing! But at other times he was worried about the surgery and I completely understand that. 

On Monday, March 20,2017, he got the call to go up for a possible double lung transplant. He texted me and told me to call him and then told me! I was so happy (and beyond nervous) for him. Finally he would be able to enjoy a second shot at life and do everything he missed. He said he would let me know how everything goes, when he would go back for surgery and stuff. That night I tried my hardest to stay awake to know when he would go in for surgery and pray. 

Tuesday, March 21,2017, he went in for surgery around 5:30am. I prayed so hard for him. During the surgery however, there were complications. You see, donor lungs can only be out of the human body for up to 4 hours. But because his lungs were so damaged and scarred, it took longer for the doctors to get his original lungs out and the donor lungs were on ice for longer than 4 hours. 

Since then, he’s had a lot of complications with his new lungs. They just don’t want to wake up. He’s been on and off a ventilator, he has two breathing machines working for his lungs, and many more things to make sure he’s ok and alive.

I pray more than anything that his lungs will wake up, begin to work, that he will be able to move out of the ICU and be on the road to recovery. 

It’s hard. It’s so difficult not knowing what’s going to happen next. Is he going to survive this? Is he going to be able to live a long and happy life? So many questions with so little answers but I have faith that things will get better for him. The thought of losing him tears me up and I don’t want to think about that possibility. 

I know that with God, all things are possible. I believe that he will get better and he has so many people praying for him!! I love him more than anything. 
So please if you have some spare time or think about it, please pray for him. Lift him up and ask God to heal his new lungs. That they will begin to work, that he will get better, and that he will be on the road to recovery. Here is a picture of the two of us 15 days ago at one of my friends wedding. That was a fun day for us 🙂 

My favorite verse that I always cling onto is:

 “Rejoicing in hope; patient in tribulation; continuing instant in prayer;” ‭‭Romans‬ ‭12:12‬ ‭KJV‬‬