Just in case there is any confusion – I am a bloke, born and lived in England most of my life. I say this as there was a little bit of confusion on a comment on here. Don’t worry though, I now have therapy to help me get over it 🙂
In my 45 years, I’ve had some wild teenage years, met a lovely woman (I have to say that, otherwise she will smother me with a pillow in my sleep), married, adopted her two children and had two more. The kids were great, then they became teenagers, and you all know what happens then. As it happens, they were pretty good even then, though I do remember the odd occasion with gritted teeth.
This blog started out documenting my plan to donate one of my kidney’s to my sister, along with all the ups and downs on the way.
It has grown a little since then, capturing some of the other thoughts and aspects of my life. This includes giving up smoking and being ill shortly after. Despite all the hype to the contrary, I suspect giving up smoking makes you ill rather than the other way round, but I am persevering regardless.
Update – End of September 2012
This week, I received news from the Living Donor centre that I cannot donate my kidney to my sister. A month ago I suffered with a burst blood vessel in my neck and was hospitalised for a few days. Several different scans were carried out and the donor team have now received and assessed my MRI results. The bottom line is that putting me under general anaesthetic now carries too high risk to me to continue.
If you are based in the United Kingdom and have ever considered becoming an organ donor after you die, take 5 minutes to register at http://www.organdonation.nhs.uk/ukt/default.asp. It’s dead simple.
I would like to thank everyone who has given me support and encouragement. This blog is one of those things, that now I have started it, I need to finish, or at least continue as an outlet to those thoughts and feelings that bounce around my head. And as my sister begins dialysis and the hospital looks for an alternative donor, I will write about it.