That's what my kidney wants to know. I thought I was kickin' the little bugger out, but now I'm not so sure. Turns out that little fella does a whole lot for me and hasn't once complained, about anything, ever.
This is a huge commitment and one I'm having trouble making. I want to help a friend, but I don't want to risk my health or go broke trying to get a CA kidney to a TN friend. The more research I do, the more it freaks me out. I've never had surgery (ok, except when they yanked out my wisdom teeth, but I got to keep my clothes and shoes on, so that doesn't count). Being naked on a cold steel table gives me the heebie-jeebies. The fact that there is very little data kept on living donors isn't comforting. I don't know how much data and information I need to make an "informed" decision and if there ever could really be enough info, but what is available seems grossly inadequate.
Seemed so easy when I first encountered this. Friend needs kidney. I have a kidney. If only life was that simple.
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