Oh Sammiejo, my heart cries for your loss. The loss of the life you waited so long for. Even if you get a transplant it will be better but not the same as a normal 19 year old. You are grieving and this is very normal. Stick with us and we will help you along the way. Where in Washington do you live? I'm in Spokane.Rerun, Moderator
Samantha
Hi Samantha and welcome to IHD! My heart goes out to you for what you have been through. Thankfully, you have found a great place to interact with others who are affected by kidney disease and dialysis. There are quite a few younger folks like you that are members here also and we all understand what a life changer this has been for you.
Oh Samantha, my heart cries with Reruns for you. First of all, welcome to IHD! Sorry you have to be here under such circumstances though - that SUCKS!!You wrote your story so well I was taken along with you from picturing this happy go lucky (gorgeous, ok I added that in because I'm a boy ) young lady embarking on college and all it has to offer, and then out of nowhere being hit with the big C and then the big D. As we say down here - How much can a Koala bear?Seems like you can bear a lot! You've got the priorities worked out (life is precious) and OK so you may not be the party hardy 19 year old, but you will be your own person, a very unique 19 year old - and that doesn't have to be a BAD thing. Just different. Who knows where this will take you.Hopefully down the track you can investigate options such as a mode of dialysis that will suit your lifestyle better, and allow you to do some kind of study even (what were you studying?) and of course the potential of transplant has to be very real for you, and that could change your life yet again.Having to deal with kidney failure for anyone is a very difficult thing, but as a teenager.. well yes, my heart cries for you.We are here, come and vent, come and share, come and party with us !! RichardMEL, ModeratorPS: you're still gorgeous, even with one kidney and on dialysis! Remember that!
Samantha (or do you prefer Sam?) - you're most welcome. You totally got the message I was sending - that you have to remember WHO you are and that kidney failure, cancer, dialysis - all of it - does NOT define you. At your core you are still the lovely person who came to College with such hopes and dreams. And I am confident you can still achieve those dreams (certainly studying Social Work). My mother was a chief Social Worker of a major hospital here for a long time, so I have a soft spot for Social Workers (though I pretty much ignored our unit's one because she really had nothing much to offer me). I think it is fantastic you have already decided to work towards getting back to study and doing positive things. This is most important in my view.You'll get to visit Australia, and wherever else you want - you're young and right now you're going through some setbacks - but I am certain you will be fine in the long run and have many opportunities to pursue your goals and dreams.Just remember to not make dialysis take control of you. It's your life - it helps you keep it. I get the impression you won't let it do that.And remember, we're here to help when it all gets a bit much (ie: "emotional wreck" stage (yes, it's normal. Even old men like me wind up there from time to time - but mostly that's when girls turn me down ).
Hi Samantha,I also live in WA, just north of Seattle in Bothell. I am not yet on dialysis, but am teetering on the edge of stage 4/5 CKD. I was just listed a few days ago at the UW. I found out about this at age 23, but I was lucky in that mine has been a relatively slow decline (I'm now 37). I totally understand where you are coming from emotionally, for I have battled with this reality myself. I can't imagine going through such an abrupt change like you have gone through especially at such a young age. Girl, I feel for you!!! I applaud your attitude, and taking your life head on after this surprising set-back. Don't let the disease win!!! One thing I am trying to do is become all that I can be, all that I want to be, *despite* having this disease. If I can look at this disease as an excuse to live life to the fullest (when possible) as others who more or less have their health waste away watching tv, or get caught up in doing the same things all the time then maybe this disease, in a weird and twisted way, has given me a gift. Kind of like how some cancer survivors view their experience. Cancer gave them a swift kick in the behind to embrace life and all the wonderful things it has to offer. Maybe those of us who get that swift kick understand something that others don't. This is how I cope with everything, I try my hardest to put a positive spin on it. It isn't always easy, but once I get into that state of mind, I feel better. The challenge is to not fall back down in despair.RichardMEL is a valuable resource. He's priceless!KarenInWA
shucks, gals.. please....Like Queen sang "He's just a man.. "
Welcome Samantha, As you can tell, this is an amazing group of people and they are all here to help in any way they can. This site truly changed my life when I found it. Richard is our resident "Romeo"! He is very good for the ego! He also can give wonderful advice and say just the perfect thing. There is so much information here. The support is incredible. Keep posting. We look forward to learning more about you. I think you touched all of our hearts with your post. Welcome to IHD.paris, Moderator
G'day, Samantha, and .
Hi everybody! My name is Samantha, and I am 19 years old. My story started during my first semester of college, when I was finally starting to live life how I wanted to live it; good classes, good professors, good friends and good fun. Everything was going better than I ever could have imagined, up until about the end of October, when I was diagnosed with strep throat. When I went in for that diagnosis, my blood pressure was unusually high and the nurse practitioner at my student's health center was quite concerned. She had me return within a week to see if it by chance it had just been the strep that had made it go so high, and maybe a bit of white coat hypertension, but to her great disliking, it had actually gone higher. I had always been healthy, and this hadn't been a problem ever before; in fact, my check up in August, just before I moved away for school, was completely normal. That was just two months earlier. But before long, I found myself overwhelmed with the task of getting blood work done, the results of which showed that my kidney function wasn't 100% normal. No big deal, I thought. It can't be that bad. I was placed on medicine to control my high blood pressure and set up an appointment to meet with a nephrologist. The fun of my college days, quickly vanished, because instead of going out on the weekends with my friends and feeling like I could be included, I was stuck in my dorm watching my blood pressure. Making sure it wasn't getting out of control. Instead of being able to focus on my studies, all I could worry about was what was going to happen. Through November and December I underwent a series of CT scans, ultra sounds, biopsies, nephrologist visits and urologist visits. The end results; I would need to have my right kidney removed due to unidentifiable tumors. They couldn't determine if it was cancer or not, but on January 5th, just days shy of 19th birthday, I went under the knife for my right nephrectomy. Initially, the plan was to shave off the tumor and save a partial amount of the kidney, but upon operation, the surgeon realized this was an impossible task and ended up removing the entire organ instead, which we knew had been a possibility before the surgery had even been scheduled.As it turns out, there were three tumors; all of them cancerous, so it was damn lucky they had taken the entire thing. The part I'm most thankful for? They got all of it, and I was cancer free. As for the left kidney, well, they thought that it would be able to stand on its own. The biopsy had shown a little bit of damage, but they believed it was simply from the high blood pressure going uncontrolled for as long as it did. It wasn't something to be worried about. Until it started to fail. Just 3 weeks following my nephrectomy, as well as a near episode of blacking out, and a while of not feeling so hot, I was back in the hospital having a permacath placed, starting dialysis, and getting my av graft. It all happened faster than I could see it coming, and I still find myself trying to take it in. Wishing it would go away, so that I could have my life back. I had to drop out of college after only a semester. I had to leave the best friends that I had ever made. The education that I longed for. The independence that I had waited my entire life to gain. And now, I am back at home. Forced to live on a machine 3 days a week. Lacking most of that independence. Unable to obtain work at the current time. Stuck sitting at home on the weekends, because who wants to party with a sober sally? And on the other hand, what fun are parties if you can't have fun in the same ways that everyone else is having fun? And let's not mention this renal diet. I can't eat any of the foods I used to eat, but I'm sure you all know all about that, so I won't take up time to rant about it. I can't stand how quickly my life has had to change, and I can't stand that I never got to have a say in the matter. It isn't fair. And I know life isn't fair, but it's still hard to deal with.