One year ago today, I received my kidney transplant. I still can't believe it actually happened.
Things have been going good. My creatnine tends to stay between 1.3 and 1.6. I've gained a lot of weight but am trying to work on losing it.
A couple of weeks ago I received a letter from my donors son. My donor was a single father with 2 sons (19 and 26). He passed away due to complications from a motorcycle accident. He was 48 about to turn 49. After reading his letter I immediatley knew who my donor was. While in the hospital I was reading the obituaries in the local paper. I came across a man and I had a very strong feeling that he was my donor, but his age was listed as 48 and the hospital told me my donor was 49. I went online and found the obituary and sure enough it was him. This week has been very emotional for me. I'm feeling very guilty.
I wrote a reply letter and am hoping I will get a response and maybe get to meet the family. I'm hoping if I can see that they are doing ok, it will help me.
Another thing I think is ironic is that a month after my transplant I let my husband buy a motorcycle. He had been wanting one for a couple of years. Now people refer to my kidney as the biker kidney.
Anyway, I hope everyone is doing well.