the first time I got called (it ended up being a dry run), I was on my couch sleeping off anesthesia. I was actually in the hospital that morning getting sinus catheters put in for intense tobi rinses. I got home, laid on the couch, the phone rang, and right up and out the door. My first reaction was to cry. It was an emotional call and I reacted with tears of happiness and of being terrified. Six hours later, and after not eating for almost 24 hours, I was told it was a dry run. When they told me it was a dry run, my first thought wasn't even being upset, it was "okay, can someone please go get me some food?".
The real call came at 7:30 in the morning. This time around, I was actually quite calm. I got out of bed, decided I really needed a shower and went to the hospital. I think the difference in my reaction to each call was due to the fact that I was finally ready when the real call came. It was 4 months in between the calls and in that 4 months, I had talked to so many post-transplant patients and asked every single question I could think of. I got to the point in my journey where I finally felt calm and at peace with my decision. And that's exactly when the call came, when I was ready for it!