Long Time no blog

It's been a while, but its been a busy couple of months. I think I've picked the agency we want to move forward with adoption with, and I've gotten an ok to begin the transplant process from my nephrologist.

Since the transplant part is whats fresh in my mind right now, I'll save the adoption stuff for the next post.

I had an appointment with my nephrologist on November 19. We didn't get to go over my lab test results because Labcorp sucks and never gets her the tests before I get there. But we discussed my blood pressure which had not been under control for months and I asked her where I needed to be to get to eligibility for a transplant. She said that she was planning on asking me about that in January, but that there was no reason to wait until I had kidney failure. Watching my kidneys deteriorate has been like watching water boil. Its been slow going, although lately its been picking up. My last creatinine level was 3.8.

She said that my parents were the best choice as candidates, because in theory, whatever it was that made me sick in the first place hasn't been cured. And in theory, there is a possibility that whatever I had, maybe my siblings have too, just not showing it, or maybe it doesn't effect them. Plus, a transplant lasts like 20 years, so in 20 years maybe my parents won't be around, and I'll need to have my siblings to turn to then for another transplant.

So I went to both my parents and we called into register at the transplant clinic, and made an appointment to come down for match testing.

What did the initial testing consist of? Basically, we went in, and they took a shit load of blood from me, I mean a big butt load, like 16 viles. They gave my parents physical exams and took some of their blood as well. We had a presentation/class with the transplant coordinator to go over what to expect, what our options were, and to have any questions answered. That was like an hour My father decided to pick this time to doze off, even though we were at a round table with only about 5 other people. I told my mother to kick him, but her legs were too short. So, after that, I went to meet who I think was the transplant doctor. Dr. Lee. He asked me mad questions and gave me a quick look over. Blood pressure (it was 170/100 at first, and then dropped to 140/90 like 20 seconds later), checked for swelling, and my breathing. Thats pretty much it. The whole thing went from 10:30 to 4. I couldn't believe that we had spent the entire day there. From that point we just had to wait and see who was a match and what not.