Written by Kimberly's sister, Kelly...As I was organizing her stuff today, I realized that Kim moved her Ring camera to her bedroom because it wasn't working quite right. I looked at the Ring footage and wouldn't you know...she moved it earlier in the day of June 1st...the night she got the call. The camera picked up her receiving her call and calling us family to tell us the good news. It was heart breaking to watch/listen how scared she had become in that moment. She had done such a good job being positive, and now she knew it was go-time. Little did we know where that "go" would lead. My mom Lynn hopped in the car with Kim at 11pm, dropped Kerrigan off at my house, many hugs were given and they headed down to Indy. Kim called my dad Jim and he hopped in his car and drove all night to get to Indy. Something Kim always wanted, her parents by her side through this.

I had Kerrigan Friday morning (2nd) and we got to call her and talk before she was rolled back for her transplant surgery (my last time talking to her). My mom was able to see her down to surgery and my dad was able to arrive before she got out of surgery, again, the two who Kim always wanted by her side when this happened.

Kim's recovery was going well. Amanda Bushman and Drew were able to get my mom home later that night so she could get some sleep (she took Nyquil the night before and then had to fight the symptoms to stay up for the trip to Indy and all night as Kim got ready for the surgery the next morning) while my dad stayed for that night. Around 2am on June 3rd, my dad was sleeping on the floor and saw that Kim had too many concerning symptoms not being addressed that he got a nurse in the room as soon as possible. That one nurse turned into many nurses and NP's rushing in to address the VERY low blood pressure and intense pain(among other things). To convey the severity of that moment, my dad said the word STAT was used by the head NP to get blood up to her room. A blood transfusion was done and she was taken to the ICU. As siblings, we wanted to try and get down there but when she was transferred to ICU, that wasn't an option anymore.

In the ICU, Kim perked up and was doing way better. She was talking like normal and not feeling those intense pains. They did a Cat scan and other tests and found a blood blob that needed to be addressed. Could this be internal bleeding? Is her body rejecting the new Kidney? The only way to find out is to take her back into surgery, reopen her, and explore.

Kim was in good spirits. We obviously knew this was such a big deal but never did we think we would get the outcome that we did. My dad was still there and my mom was able to get down to Indy just in time to walk with her down to the elevators. What a surreal moment for both my parents. I'm no medical expert but from what I can understand through all this sorrow...when they opened Kim up, they started packing the wound/blood and potassium was released, which caused Kim to go in to cardiac arrest. They worked to bring her back but the damage was too far gone.

We have questions, to say the least. We're not sure we understand how we got to where we are now, but those questions aren't towards God. We know that God knew the hairs on top of Kim's head and He knew June 3rd would be her last day on earth. It was no shock to him. As many of you have conveyed, we were completely shocked as well. Her big day had come....just not the outcome we ever expected.

I'm grateful my mom and dad were there and able to be the last family members to see Kim alive, that's something she knew would comfort her no matter what. I'm grateful that the Lord had us other 3 siblings within 5 minutes of each other, that we were able to rush down to Indy after her passing and spend the final moments in a room all together as a family of 6 here on earth. I'm grateful for the love and support we have been shown. It's pretty clear that Kimberly Lynn was amazing. period. I'm grateful I have been able to live within 5 minutes of her for the last 6 months...those months I will cherish forever. She loved on my silbling and I's kids soooo well. We just can't imagine them not growing up with her....

And our little man, Kerrigan. From day one of holding you in that hospital room, you were our light. You were the only kid/nephew/grandkid in our family for a few years and man, you changed our lives and softened our hearts. Your heart and love for your mom was infectious. Life will never be the same but I look back and see what a good life we have all shared together...it was special. You are special. Your mom was special. We will be here with you always to help mend your broken heart the best we can. I pray that the Lord will use your special life to further His work on earth. We are grateful that Kerrigan is NOT a child with no parents left. He has his Dad, someone Kerrigan loves, and his family that also now have a huge weight on their shoulders to help Kerrigan navigate his life without the love of his life.

The main goal is to help pay for funeral costs, but many of us are working together to make sure Kerrigan is taken care of for the rest of his life. We know that would be Kim's wish. We want to honor her by caring for him, after all the HARD, SELFLESS work she has put in to take care of him that last 9 years.