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.


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  1. Sorry to hear you were born in England. I don’t think therapy can help, though. You’ll just have to accept that fate dealt you a cruel hand – so near and yet so far – and get on with your life as best you can. Try not to be too bitter you weren’t born a Scot ! 😉 😆

  2. giving up smoking makes you ill rather than the other way round

    Cigarette smokers have about half the risk of developing ulcerative colitis as non-smokers, and the disease is likely to be more severe if a smoker has recently ceased smoking.

    It’s true – I gave up smoking 10 years ago (5th September 2002). 22 months later, I was diagnosed with UC. Having said that, I’m still a non-smoker today.

  3. Giving up smoking…must be a tough one. Never had that addiction, mine would be food and still learning that balance. Kuddos to you for such a loving act as to quit so as to help your sister. Blessings for that. Thank you for stopping by my blog, corDelectatio, and liking my post SHhhhhh.

  4. I have tons of respect for your quitting smoking. It’s hard; I know. I had to quit smoking when I found out I was pregnant. I did not know if I could do it or not, but I did not have a choice. My doctor told me to cut my cigarettes down by half for a week. This put me at 7 a day for the first week. The next week I dropped down to 5 a day. The third week I dropped down to 3 a day. The fourth week I went down to 1 a day. On the fifth week he told me to buy the lowest dose patch and wear it for a week. Then kick. I followed his orders to a ‘T’ and I still had 3 days of not being able to focus and physical withdrawals.

    Once the withdrawals pass, and they will, it will get better. It takes about 6 months before you will stop thinking about them. I don’t mean to be discouraging, but maybe if you know that part about it, then you can deal with it better. But one day you do stop thinking about them and then you have freed yourself of it. The mind is the last to give up the ghost. You stop having the urge for the after dinner smoke or the first smoke of the day or the smoke with your coffee or whatever your triggers are. Maybe if you know when your triggers will happen you can do something to boost your endorphins, like exercise or nibble on some dark chocolate. If anything it might distract your body away from the cravings, or at least lessen them.

    I need to quit smoking again myself. We bought our first house the same week we had our child. The stress was too much for me and I picked the habit back up. I hate it. I absolutely detest it. I hate being a slave to it. I really do.

    You have all of my respect.

  5. Thank you for dropping by. You have an inspiring blog. And your writing is downright awesome. My father was a heavy smoker. And it certainly contributed to his premature death. Give it up — for your sis, for the rest of your family, for yourself.

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