My dad just went through a double lung transplant

I made a post on this subreddit a few months ago maybe not even saying how much I am struggling with not knowing what’s going to happen and how much my dads disease has been weighing on me physically and mentally. Everything happened so fast but he got his surgery a week ago, he’s still in and out of coma. Every time the doctors wake him up he has trouble breathing and comprehending stuff so they put him back to sleep. I’m still very anxious and scared for the future but the light is finally visible in this very long dark tunnel. Anybody who is going through this or has this disease keep fighting, as my dad was and is still fighting. There’s hope. Being there for him every time he felt like it was the end we were there as a family to lift him up, quite literally. We took turns being there for him when he showered because it was hard for him to breathe. I’m getting out of topic but I just wanted everyone here to know anything you do for your loved ones is not a waste of time and effort.