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A Cinderella Story
On the Cancer New Moon, July 17th, we had an appointment with John’s nephrologist. We were told that they want to put him on the transplant list for a kidney because it can take some time to get one. We already knew that day was going to come, and a transplant is the ultimate goal.
He doesn’t have to start dialysis as of yet, but because it can take up to five years to get the transplant he may need it at some point between now and then. We are taking a four hour class on the different types of dialysis in mid-August, so that we are prepared.
We both felt way better after the appointment. I went into it doing my best to practice what I preach to all of you, and so did he. We have not once, under immense stress and pressure snapped on one another. But there was that thought in the back of my mind that the dialysis was starting after that appointment. He has a way to go yet, so it was overall good news.
The week prior my rheumatologist called me and said my liver labs from July 13th were not good. He wanted me to repeat them and was sending a lab slip in the mail. That came on Monday after I got home from John’s appointment, so I went and had them done.
That night I was horrified to see the numbers that appeared in my portal. I went to bed frightened, but nowhere near as frightened as I would have been ten years ago. And I just want to…
