Well, I've never written a blog before but I guess it doesn't hurt to try. I learned a few weeks ago that I am getting a transplant in October. My cousins wife has been gracious enough to donate to me.
I have to be honest, 3 weeks away from the surgery i have some anxiety. Good anxiety I think. I mean I was nervous getting my wisdom teeth out! I like most people have many questions running through my mind. I don't have the answers but when in life do we have all the answers?
As I sit here in my truck waiting for my daughter to come out from ballet, I can't help but think how nice it will be when I don't have to rush home and do my dialysis. These are the times when I'm alone where I think about life, and why my is the way it is.
I think to myself that there is a reason for everything. Like my cousin marrying his wife. She became part of my life and now she's my donor. Their marriage was meant to be. Why did I have yo have kidney failure? Am I one of the chosen messengers for the big guy upstairs? I feel special in that he chose this for me to help educate and inspire others. I've been inspired by so many people and have inspired many myself since being diagnosed.
Well my daughters going to soon be out so I'll sign off for now.
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