The Latest Setback

I'm getting more and more impatient by the day. In fact, for a couple of days, I almost forgot entirely about the transplant. Things are moving so slowly now. The hold up seems to be my possible gestational diabetes back in 2000. My doctor wanted to review my pregnancy records. However, my doctors from back then no longer practice (thank goodness) and their records disappeared. My doctor literally couldn't track my medical health any further back than 2004. Finally, this Thursday, my doctor was able to talk to a lady at Newman hospital in Emporia who thought they had my records on microfish. Remember microfish?? She spent most of her Thursday going thru film and printing off page by page anything she could find about me for the transplant center doctors to look at! What a gal!!

Then here is the email I received yesterday regarding what they found in my old records:

Hi Hilary. We discussed your history & lab results this am in our meeting. I explained the story - - Dr. Matt Reed , Dr. John Smith, and Dr. Charles Shield were comfortable with proceeding forward. The group voted that you could be a donor. After the meeting Dr. Mandayam expressed concerns to my manager with this decision. (He was not in the meeting to hear our discussion) He thought we should send you to a diabetes specialist for their opinion. I spoke with him this afternoon and explained the results I was able to find. He asked if we were sending you to a diabetes specialist. I asked why you should go if you never had an elevated glucose. He thinks we should discuss this with the diabetes specialist. I have not received a call back from the KU Med school regarding my message I left yesterday about an appointment. I will page the doctor to discuss your history with him. No appointment with him yet- -hopefully he will give an opinion which agrees with the other physicians to proceed. Mark

Mark Blackmore R.N., B.S.N., C.C.T.C.
Renal Transplant Coordinator
Transplant Institute Via Christi Health

I can't believe the possible gestational diabetes is causing this much havoc! Especially since I passed all the glucose tests with beautiful results that amazed everyone. I fully understand why the doctor is concerned, but everyone else is ready to proceed. Its just this one guy throwing a kink into everything....

So that is where we are. There hasn't been anything exciting to blog about. There hasn't even been anything boring to blog about. There just hasn't been ANYthing to blog about :(
~Hilary

Please Sign Here ---->

Today I signed on the dotted line. I signed and initialed and signed and initialed and then the doctors signed and then the coordinator witnessed and then.....the deal was sealed. It was like signing for a mortgage.

And its official.

My kidney will be oh-so-gently placed within Nathanial very very soon.

My day started out very early. Geoff and I had to be at the hospital by 7:30. I had been fasting for 12 hours prior to the appoitment so they could test my blood sugar first thing. yay...more needles. What I didn't realize, was that after the initial blood drawing, they were going to trap Geoff and I in a closet sized windowless room for the next five hours with nothing more than a TV and two chairs. B-O-R-I-N-G! A lab tech explained that I would drink this extremely sugary drink (that tasted like orange soda) and then they would draw my blood an hour after the drinking. And then two hours after drinking. And then three hours after the drinking.....you get the picture. I don't mean to sound like a baby, but I am going to whine just a little. I have been sick the last two days...killer sore throat, headache, body aches...just yuck. So prior to todays visit, because I had to fast, I couldn't take any medicine. Also, this meant no coffee for me this morning. Me feeling sick and not having my morning coffee made for a very unpleasant and uncomfortable morning for me. And my poor husband was trapped in there with me! Not only was he trapped in the small, overly heated room with a grouchy wife, but the lab tech actually thought he was my dad! (Geoff had just a rough of a day as I did, bless his heart)

By 12:45 I was shaky and I needed food and cold medicine badly. The lab tech finished the final draw just in time for me to run down to the cafeteria and get a baked potato before heading back up to the sixth floor of St Francis. I have to admit, I was a little anxious to meet this doctor. I have heard he is quite the stiff, old fashioned type guy that doesn't like to BS. I felt quite the opposite upon meeting him. Dr Shields made Geoff and I feel right at ease. He first went through a flip chart that begun like this: Renal Failure Options. Option #1 Do Nothing = death. (note the picture I took of the lovely flip chart above) We went thru the proceedure and he answered all of the questions Geoff had for him. We told some jokes and I found out that when they remove my bottom rib, they will let me actually keep my bone for a souvineer!! HOW TOTALLY AWESOME IS THAT!?!?!?!!!!! I was a little surprised to find out I wasn't the first one to ask if I could keep my rib bone. I just have to think of a good way keep the bone after I get to take it home. I doubt Geoff will let me mount it and hang it on the wall. I dont think it would look good hanging around neck. Oh, I'll think of something....

After meeting with Dr Shields, we met with the neprologist who is very concerned about my gestational diabetes. Although, my glucose test came back almost perfect (even better than most normal people) he still had his doubts knowing I had gestational diabetes. He recommended that I see a diabetes specialist prior to the surgery so that he can look over my records and make a recommendation. Just between you and me, even if they say I am in a higher risk catagory for diabetes, it won't stop me. I've made it this far with no problems, I'm sure I can skip some sugar and exercise regularly and be just fine the rest of my life. But I understand, from a neprology side of things, why the doctor wants to at least educate me.

Its been a long day. And I'm so glad to be back home! Now I can take my cold medicine and then go watch my daughters concert and then try to get some rest.

Peace Out Bean Sprouts~
Hilary

MORE Gathering....

This is Nathanial while on dialysis. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday he has to go to the hospital and do this for 3 or 4 hours. I can't tell much about the experience, but I had these pictures to share. Those tubes coming down his chest are the lines they hook the machine up to that dialysizes him. Blood is going out one side and going back in the other side. Apparently, having your blood taken out makes you extremely cold. He always has to have blankets with him and he has to dress warm. I believe he even takes warm fuzzy hats and mittens sometimes too, but I'll leave it up to him to describe the dialysis experience with you. I'm going to write a little about my day now.

This morning I woke up to my dog heaving. He was getting ready to vomit on my bed so I grabbed him and sat him on the floor to finish doing what he had started. Sick. Well, lovely to wake up to that on a Sunday morning! I asked the pups if they needed to potty and they jumped around all excited to run out into the cold for a few minutes. They're weird like that. Usually, my routine is to get up, turn off the house alarm, let the puppies out, and then I come in and go potty myself. Today I am doing more of the pee collecting for Dr. Shields. So after letting the puppies out, I had to get my tray and my jug before proceding. This threw my whole routine off!

I believe this is my last round of the pee collecting. Of course, if the doctor wants me to do it again, I will do it again. Whatever it takes. I hear this doctor of ours isn't one to mess with. If he says do it, we better do it. Period.

Today I have a lot going on, so today may be more difficult with the jug hauling. (I feel like inserting a bad joke here about how I'm used to carrying around big jugs) First we have church, then we are headed on a little road trip to Emporia to see my mom. Her birthday was Friday. I will need to call mom on the way and ask her to clear a spot in the fridge for my pee jugs. I'm sure she won't mind. Hopefully by next month right now, she is clearing room in the fridge to save jugs of Nathanials pee!