Today is Monday. In 15 minutes, The Meeting will start at the U of M. My file will be there too, with all the other donors they are reviewing today. My kidney's will be up on the big screen so that everyone can see them, and they will determine if they look healthy enough to fly solo, and which one will be the best to take out. I still have one more test this Wednesday, the kidney function test, which I was reassured I would pass because if my kidney function was not good, I would have known it long before now.
So this morning there is blood in the toilet. Vaginal.
That is almost so typical it's funny. I mean, why not? When I got the kidney info back in April, my uterine issues kicked into high gear. I get it yanked, and get the kidney stuff going full blown again, and I have a gallstone the size of Texas. Get that removed, and have my donor eval...well, of COURSE. It makes sense then. What is this? A test to see how badly I want to donate a kidney?
The nurse is going to check with a dr and call me back. It is lighter now, just spotting. But seriously. There's no reason for it. She did say it could be the last stitch dissolving. Cullen says he hasn't felt a stitch. OH, until now, now he says that last week at one point he thought he felt something. *eyeroll* I grill him afterwards and he says there's nothing.
So. Hopefully it's just that and nothing else and I can carry on my merry way and ditch this darling kidney that works wonderfully well.
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