Last year I was placed on the waiting list for a new kidney. Over 92,000 people are currently on the list. Each day, about 74 people receive organ transplants. However, 18 people die each day waiting for transplants that can’t take place because of the shortage of donated organs. For more information go to
http://www.organdonor.gov/A year ago today, I got a call from the transplant center about a possible donor. I went into the hospital at midnight for tests, they were supposed to have the kidney at 4 am. It turned out that they didn't get the kidney until 4 pm. So I spent the whole night and next day in the hospital waiting. I could not eat or drink, missed a dialysis treatment and a dosage of medication, plus they gave me a laxative which had an explosive effect.
When the kidney came in (it was flown in from somewhere) they did a cross match test where they add my blood to some of the kidney tissue to see if my antibodies would attack the kidney, which it did, so they sent me home. It seems that due to my blood transfusion I have too many antibodies making finding a match very difficult.The hospital stay took quite a toll on my body, when I left I could barely walk.
Meanwhile, my father died as I was being admitted into the hospital. I wanted to go up to NY and go to the funeral when I got out but I let my mom and my husband talk me out of it. They were worried about my health, I was too weak to make the trip.
I had been to NY two weeks prior to this to see my dad in the hospital, we knew that he was dying and I am so glad I was able to go and say goodbye. My dad smoked for 40 years and died of lung cancer one year ago today and I miss him although I am glad that he is no longer suffering.
Maybe I'll get a kidney, or maybe I won't and I am okay with that, I just try to take care of my health and thank God for every precious day that I am here.