I jusst realized today that its amost a year since I made the decision to do the transplant.I had my first appointment with Emory in august last year.I cancelled that first one,got cold feet.
I finally went in september.What an amazing uplifting place it was,everyone was so positive.They started out taking enough blood to satisfy several hungry vampires LOL.Then I met one of the surgeons,wheww I didnt know they made them like that.My sis and my hubby were with me.She said I was lit up like a christmas tree when they walked in lol.Any woman my age knows what Im talking about.Yes I love my husband,you just forget sometimes after so many years that you still have IT.
Anyway this little guy made me feel so positive about it all.I asked lots of questions like do you get same sex organs.He said "does it matter?" Well I dont know,does it?What do you think?It might,docs dont know it all.Things go on at the cellular level they know little of, Ive read.I just dont want to come out swaggering around feeling all pumped up LOL.
Im writing I think because Im getting closer to being listed finally.I had a brief stay in the hospital recently to get built back up.I had gotten very run down,my pulmonary function had plummeted to 13%.My baseline is 19-20%.I am feeling so much better and have had 2 more vaccinations.I have a little dental work I have to do,an eye exam and voila!I get the beeper. I have to keep bags packed all the time,ready to run when I get the call.The window of time is kind of short between the time it is taken from the donor and then transplanted.They will take blood from the donor and mix with mine to see if there is a reaction,if not its a GO!
Im at the jumping off place so guess as a very good friend who went through the same thing said to me"You will either find your wings or find the ground"Now as I look at those words I wonder.
I think I will just sit back and ride,my creator has it all under control.
