'It all seems like it happened just yesterday' Landon wrote into his new secret journal. 'Jamie was sitting on the bed, getting ready for the day. And all of a sudden she fell back onto the bed. I couldn't help but think the worst. All I could think was not now. We've only just started our lives together. It isn't fair to take her away from me so soon. Thankfully she wasn't seriously injured. Well compared to the leukemia, nothing is really serious. Well I mean it is serious, but nothing to think that we wont have at least some time together. Nothing would make a bigger hole inside of me than not having Jamie with me anymore. I know someday it will happen. Someday. People always say that. Someday I wish for this, and someday I wish for that. Well I'm done with somedays.' And with that he shut the book. Quietly enough so that he wouldn't wake Jamie up. She looks so peaceful lying there in the hospital bed. ' I wish there was something more I could do for her Landon thought to himself. 'Sometimes, I think it would just be easier if we had never fallen in love. But then I wouldn't have the chance to spend the rest of my life with someone as wonderful and full of life as Jamie. But wait, will I get to spend the rest of my life with her?'
As if something inside of her told her 'wake up' Jamie suddenly woke up. Since Landon was holding her in his arms, like he did often while she slept, he was surprised to see such energy in her. It had been 3 days since Landon and his mother were both tested to see if either one of them could be a match for Jamie's bone marrow transplant. Something had gone wrong with the machine, and they would have to wait till next week to get the results. After all this time, would Jamie's new mother be the one who saved her life? Would she get to give her daughter-in-law one of the greatest gifts in life? Of would she, like many others, not be a match? The suspense was killing everyone (metaphorically). Like all the other tests, could this one be the one to save Jamie's life? The one that would end the suffering and the misery that Jamie, and those who knew and loved her, went through each day in their lives, just to hope that she would have one more day to live and breathe?
Finally, the day came to see if Landon or his mother were a match. The doctor walked in with the charts, and like before, he hadn't looked at them yet. He started to flip through the pages. "Who should I start with?" He asked the already nervous and wound up family. Landon's mother says, "if it's alright, I'd like to know if I'm a match first." No one had any problems with that. So the doctor looks over the charts on more time just to make sure he read everything properly. "Mrs. Landon, you are not a match, I'm sorry."
As disappointed as she was that she wasn't a match, to be honest, she was a little relieved. She was afraid of needles. Not that she wouldn't have done it if she had been a match. Just if possible, she would prefer to stay away from that sort of stuff. Although she would never tell anyone that. Mostly because it pained her that she was not 100% willing to do this. Only about 95%. There was no doubt in her mind that she would have done it, but even so. She was still ashamed that there was even that 5% of her that didn't fully and completely want to do it.
And with the first prospect out of the way, unfortunately, that only left 1 person closely related Jamie to help her through this surgery. Now on 1 hand Jamie was hoping that Landon would be a match, because lets face it, how great would that be? But on the other hand, she wanted him to be waiting for her. Maybe even with her while she was getting the transplant holding her hand. She was torn on which one she wanted. Do I want him to be the one to save my life, or do I want him to be there with me?
The doctor takes one last final look at the chart of Landon's blood work. And as he is about to say if Landon is a match or not, there is a knock on the door.