The end of the semester is FINALLY here! Finals week starts tomorrow and it will be such a wonderful relief to finally be able to focus on one thing at a time, rather than having my thoughts split between classes, homework, doctor’s appointments, etc. Speaking of doctor’s appointments, last Thursday I had my second work up for the transplant list. For some reason, this day of appointments seemed to go so much better than the Nov. 20th one. We were on the road by 7:30 and had blood draws at 8:00. We had a super positive start to the day when they only needed four tubes of blood! Hahaha (it’s the little things that count right?) I then had two ultrasounds done to look at my vasculature and the pelvic region where they will place my new kidneys. I always feel weird sitting in the waiting room of the ultrasound place, since I feel like people look at me and think “pregnant teen” but my dad assures me that that ultrasound place is in an entirely different region of the hospital. I just wonder why the old ladies seem to stare and gawk…hmmm.
After the ultrasounds, we then met with a transplant dietician, which was probably one of the most helpful appointments yet. The diet for transplantation is really strict, since I need low sodium, low potassium, and low phosphorous…which basically leaves me to exist on cucumbers and water. I tried that once at camp since my ankles kept swelling up from the salt, but that gets old after two meals. The dietician made up a really nice meal plan for me and gave me a couple websites where I could go in and make meal plans for myself using the per day intake amounts she gave me. I honestly cannot express how wonderful it is to have hard numbers and facts to use instead of the wishy-washy “don’t eat that” mentality I had been going along with. Although, this appointment was really helpful, we did get some bad news. My blood tests show that I have dropped in kidney function again, going from 18 to 16% function. Also, my hemoglobin is WAY down, explaining why I am so tired all the time and cannot seem to walk any distance at any great rate of speed. My heart just beats uncontrollably, and I have literally measured my heart rate at 139 beats per minute after walking back to my dorm room after class!! Literally crawling into my bunk at night gets me winded and my heart just races as I lay down. My doctors are now prescribing new medication for me to stimulate my bone marrow to make more red blood cells. The new medication is in shot form, which my dad will inject into the skin of my abdomen. I don’t really have any problem with needles, but for some reason I hate shots, and this sounds like no fun. Its times like those that I absolutely cannot wait to just have this whole process over with, but we’ve got a ways to go yet.
We got lunch at Jimmy Johns and we sat right behind a man with a port on his neck for dialysis. Its this nasty tube that sticks out of your neck and is held down by gauze. To say the least, it is pretty unsightly, and the thought alone of something like that on my neck kind of makes me sick. I just really do not want to have to get dialysis and I pray that this whole this can come together before we have to start that whole process.
After lunch, we met with a social worker to talk about the how I am doing, how my family is doing, and just how the whole reality of the situation is impacting us. I was a little skeptical of talking with a social worker, but it turned out to be really helpful. We just talked about how we want to remain as normal a family as possible and how we really want my sister’s senior year to be a big focus. Its not fair to her that I steal the show during one of the biggest coming-of-age times of her life. It’s just going to have to be a balancing act. My dad also said a lot of super nice things about how easy of a patient I have been. It really just meant a lot to hear such positive support for both him and my mom. It is truly a testament to just how great a support group I really have. God has given me so many blessing throughout this whole process and my wonderful support group is just one of the many gifts. I cannot tell you how much your comments, and prayers have meant to me. They have lifted my spirits and kept a positive attitude in my heart. I cannot express to you my thanks!
In closing, I would really appreciate those of you that would feel comfortable to drop my parents a note or some other form of encouragement. They continually pour into me, and I try to make it easy on them, but they need a little replenishing too. I know they would really appreciate some support throughout this whole thing and I know I would really be grateful for anyone who is able to give such support.
Thanks for all the prayers and comments! I know everything will be okay if we just give it up to God, for its all about letting go. Let go and let God.
XOXOXOXO
Prayer Requests:
- My Family
- The 10 people who have called to get tested!!! (SO GREAT!)
- My roommates who put up with all these shenanigans
- Praise for all of the support and supporters I have recieved
- My doctors
- My nurse coordinator
- My transplant team
- Focus
- Laughter
- Direction