I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but I have to admit that I completely give everyone and every situation the benefit of the doubt. It applies to EVERYTHING.
I found a great website about kidney donation, from a kidney donor and it's opening my eyes to alot of things that I couldn't even fit in my head. Did you know that transplant centers charge somewhere around $300,000-$500,000?! They make some serious money on this! AND I've been reading about how some donors feel that they get the shaft- that they aren't treated as a patient after the surgery is over, like all they were was whatever body part they donated. Not all, but some, that has happened to. I'm so very thankful that I read it so that I can ask the right questions and I can advocate for myself if I get to do this.
They (medical field) aren't allowed, nor do they want to, go out looking for donors. Partially because of the ethics- it's already been implied, by what I've read, that the recipient is not always the highest priority, that perhaps the money is. REALLY? I don't know. I just don't know about that. Is it humanly possible for doctors to act that way???? When it comes to THIS? I don't know. See? See my optimistic head, refusing to believe that THIS is what donating is about? It doesn't fit in there. And there are reminders everywhere that any statistics they have, the numbers are, of course, incorrect, because there are many living donors who don't participate in the studies.
I'm sure that not everyone has a good journey. Not all surrogates do, either. There are still births, miscarriages, psychotic intended parents who have complexes surrounding the surrogate, thus causing emotional trauma for her. So I guess I shouldn't be too surprised that there are living donors out there that haven't had great experiences. I haven't heard anything but good things about the U of M though. So, step by step I'll go, if I get to. I'm glad I found that website. I'm reading everything on it so that I can never be accused of not looking at the WHOLE picture. I'm looking, all right.
I feel lonely tonight. Cullen gets off of work at 10, so I'll get to see him for a little while before I go to bed. Feeling lonely has to be the most ridiculous thing ever for how un-alone I am/we are. But it never fails! I feel un-understood (for no good reason) and like I'm spinning my wheels (with some things, I am. I clean up, only to clean up again, to clean up again, to clean up again). It must be the lack of caffeine. I didn't even have one little shot of soda today. I had the headache to prove it- could I really have had a headache from NO caffeine at ALL? I am not a headache-getter. Maybe my kidneys are failing. hahahaha! That's my new personal inside joke to everything. : ) I did feel immense relief to find out that it was my gallbladder freaking out and not anything remotely kidney related.
Blah, Blah, Blah. Watched Find My Family and The Locator....best shows EVER. Time for a subject change. Next post, coming up soon. Thank Dinkus for leaving me here with nothing to do and no one to yack at. :P (PATHETIC! I could read! I could wrap presents, but the kids want to help. I could fold laundry but I already did 3 loads and I'm over it. I could do my reports but then I'd be bored at work tomorrow...want more excuses? I've got a ton!)
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