Posts Tagged ‘living donor transplant

16
Jun
17

7 Days

MY KIDNEY TRANSPLANT IS ONE WEEK FROM TODAY AHHHHHHHHHHH!

So crazy. Am I anxious? Yes. But mostly anxious-excited. I’m not really allowing myself to think about the stuff that’ll make me anxious-worried. It’s been a little challenging — usually, the way I cope with stressful situations and stay so level-headed is by processing potential outcomes in advance so that I’m prepared. Unfortunately, this situation is a little more high-stakes than usual and I’m trying to avoid freaking myself out. Also, I feel very strongly that I should not put any negativity around this into the universe right now, which is why I will not list my concerns out loud. Superstitious? Maybe, but I’ve seen it work the other way where I put a positive idea into the universe and it happens, so let’s not chance it.

ANYWAY I’m super looking forward to my terrifying major surgery next Friday, and so is my sister!

I’m also trying not to fall into a trap where I think about how after the surgery everything will be “back to normal”. This is not the case — I’ll still have chronic kidney disease, and I’ll still have the very mysterious autoimmune issue that caused the kidney disease. I’ll be on immunosuppression meds probably forever. I might have to stay on hypertension meds because of the immunosuppression meds. But! I probably won’t be puffs anymore, my back won’t constantly hurt, and I’ll be able to eat whatever I want without tasting unfiltered waste in my mouth anymore! I shouldn’t be extremely anemic much longer, which means I won’t get dizzy sitting down and be constantly on the verge of fainting. I’ll have enough energy to work five days a week and go out on the weekends, eventually. It’s exciting stuff. I get to LIVE!

I don’t really have a sense of how long my recovery is going to take. All the available information is for people over 65 and I am absolutely a spring chicken. By the numbers I should have been on dialysis weeks ago, so nothing typical here. I’m crossing my fingers for about two weeks, because that would work out best with my current work situation, but even I think that’s maybe delusional optimism. But I’m basically completely functional without kidneys, so… we’ll see.

I’ll let you guys know how it goes. 

29
May
17

24 Days

24 Days to my Kidney Transplant Surgery!

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Sorry for the radio silence, but there hasn’t been much to report besides the agonizing wait we’ve been enduring to find out if TK can be my donor during which my condition has continued to slowly deteriorate. Nevertheless, let’s recap what the last couple months have been like.

J and I attended that orientation for dialysis I mentioned when it started to seem like that would be a necessity. We spent a couple hours with a guy old enough to be my dad and a guy old enough to be his dad learning the basics of dialysis I had already taught myself from the internet. What we found out was the timelines for getting on dialysis didn’t really jive with our transplant plans — it takes several weeks to get all the shit together you need to do dialysis if it’s not an emergency. By the time I would have gotten dialysis sorted out, I would have had a new kidney. So, instead, I’ve been “toughing it out”. Seems like I dodged a bullet.

It’s been pretty difficult. Every time I start feeling extra bad I panic that I’ve hit the tipping point and worry I’m going to wind up back in the hospital for weeks. It’s completely insane that I’m still so high-functioning with the shape my body is in right now. All of my important labs have been hovering around the magical number 7, which is kinda funny, but also terrible considering these numbers aren’t supposed to be anywhere near each other.

My GFR, creatinine, and hemoglobin are all hovering around 7.

My GFR would be great if it was anywhere over 50.
Creatinine is supposed to be less than 1.
Hemoglobin should be over 11.

You can see how this is very bad.

Most people are forced onto dialysis with their creatine dips down to 8, they start dying without dialysis when it gets to 6. Most people have to get a blood transfusion when their hemoglobin is less than 10. Mine’s been less than 10 for six months, but a blood transfusion will complicate my transplant so instead I’m just kind of dizzy all the time. My left side constantly hurts, sometimes worse than other times. And I’m so, so tired. But besides that, I don’t feel too rough. A few weeks ago I was feeling really bad for a few days and it seemed like dialysis on the horizon for sure, but then we figured out we didn’t taper my calcium supplements when we tapered my steroids and I was just poisoning myself with calcium. I stopped taking that and felt a lot better. I’m on my last few days of steroids, finally. When I got down to 8mg I started feeling like myself again, mentally. Around 5mg I got my face back, almost. I can tell you that the side effects of chemo and steroids made me feel worse than this kidney failure is making me feel. Nothing’s making me feel as bad as the hypertension was making me feel.

I’m still working full-time, but that’s been getting harder. I haven’t been able to do a full week in the office in weeks, requiring at least one day working from home to rest. Luckily, my company continues to be really awesome and accommodating of that. I spend most of my weekends on the couch, resting, but I try to at least go out for breakfast or see friends when I’m feeling up to it. I’ve been watching a lot of tv.

TK had to go through a whole mess of unpleasantness to find out if she could give me her kidney. And we still have the entire major surgery and weeks of recovery to look forward to! I actually have a ton to look forward to, most of which is food, but also not being tired, dizzy, and in pain all the time. Also, whiskey. And did I mention food? I guess I’ll probably still be in pain for a while, it’ll just be different. And I’ll be allowed to take pain killers again because I’ll have a kidney that works. I’m trying not think too specifically about the actual surgery. J and I were talking about it for a few minutes last night and I nearly fainted, haha. This is one of very few situations where I don’t really want to know how something works or what’s going to happen, I just want it to be over.

Unfortunately, things won’t really be over once the transplant is done. Because an autoimmune disorder is what caused by kidney failure, I’ll still have chronic kidney disease and an autoimmune disorder. It’s possible the same thing that happened to my kidneys could happen to my new kidney. The best I can do is be kind to my kidney and try to catch it earlier this time. Because I’m getting a living donor kidney from a relative, the chances of rejection are lower and I should be able to get a good 15 years out of it, at least. Science, you have 15 years to master 3d printing kidneys–chop chop!

Here’s some weird photos of how things have developed. 

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