A Sister's Life Changing Experience Of Faith And Hope Part Ten

The dream or what felt like one is when my sister woke up and started to talk. She was speaking fine. The doctor came in to check on her and said that there was a way to reverse her rare bone disease, so that she could still have somewhat of a normal life like she has been. The doctor said that there is a transplant reverse study being done in LiliamVille Hospital which is ten hours away from here.The doctor said that doing this study means she would miss a lot of school, but if it works then they will transport her to the nearest hospital from where the hospital doing the transplant reserve study is. Which would mean my sister would undergo surgery and hopefully be able to live a normal life. The doctor tells us some risks of the surgery and some benefits of it. I ask my parents in a hushed voice if they think it's such a good idea and knowing my parents they nod their head yes that they're willing to try. I shake my head in disagreement because of the risks, but my parents explain the benefits of this. I try to stay positive but sometimes it's so difficult to be positive with so many things going on, that involve the person you care about and love so deeply. I mean don't get me wrong but my sister is like my best friend, and if I were to lose a friend, it would sadden me with a grief that I wouldn't understand. I just want every treatment option to work and this plan to do a study that has potential risks but some great benefits, that's where I have the most trouble with being able to know how hard it can be to even think about letting my sister do something like this. Yes, I want her to get better. Yes, I want her to live a long life and yes I want to see her back as the Christmas Spirit Cheerleader at school again, so she can preform it on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, but how can she when she might have to be ten hours away from where we live now. I mean it's a crazy thought, but does it hurt me to know that our parents are actually considering this. Well yes, because what happens if she passes away during this surgery if the transplant reverse study is not a success, and I have the last chance of ever saying goodbye to her, right here and now. I mean I know it's wrong for me to say but this is how I feel inside. I don't let the doctor or my parents, or sister know, because I don't want anyone worrying. I know that just because I feel this way, doesn't mean it won't happen. I mean it could or it might not but if it does, or were to, then I feel like what I did from the beginning, would be something that would change not only my parent's lives but it would definitely change mine. I know that there is still hope that the surgery if she were to have it, then that little bit of hope that I saw in the beginning would be okay. I  know my faith would grow stronger everyday, and that the light of hope I had once seen, wouldn't fade like it did before. Although, that is only like a fairy tale when I say that because I honestly am not sure what will happen, or if a decision to do this is going to be made today or not. I guess I'll find soon enough, that is once my parents and the doctor have had a talk with my sister.