I'm having a hard time with a transplant coordinator. She demanded my social security card. I couldn't find my old one, so I applied for a replacement online.
The ripoff company sent me a form filled out for me to sign and mail in with my driver's license. I only have one license and don't like to drive around without one, but I sent it in. During the
day the transplant coordinator calls and asks about my social security card. I told her I applied by mail because the line was at the ssi off8ce was out into the street in the pouring rain. One
of my mother's friends at her new retirement hospital died from the flu. I was afraid I'd pick up some bug so I didn't go in. I've been fighting off a cold for a week anyways. Well, this transplant
coordinator calls my wife, and complains that I'm not compliant. I know I was late with the card, but I explained to her why, and apologized. I didn't know what to do until after it was over.
I'm going to talk to my ordinary social worker today if I can to have her talk to Denise. I'm afraid I'll lose my temper. Eleven hours of dialysis a day makes me grumpy at times.
I use edible marijuana to get to sleep at night, but I'm afraid they'll test me for it later, and take me off the transplant list. I'm kind of late for a transplant anyways, being 64, and I'm
thinking maybe I'll just wait another two years for an artificial kidney to get on the market. Has anyone else out there been through this kind of BS?