Week 1...

Well it was 7 short days ago when I received such a wonderful gift. I even named the Kidney due to not wanting to call it "my" Kidney, but not always having to call it "Aunt Kim's". So I came up with "Kace" K=Kim and Tres (3 in Spanish/3 Kidneys) mush em together and you get Kace the amazing, hard working, pee producing Kidney!!
So let me recap the last 7 days. I get a Kace on Tuesday. Wednesday I am walking around, slowly but surely. Thursday I am feeling the pain, but knowing that it will all be worth it shortly. Friday I am given a pill box and get a training on meds, why I will be taking them, and what they will do to protect Kace. I get home on Friday afternoon and when I lay down in my bed, in my room, I breathe a nice big sigh of relief. Saturday I go to UNMC to get my last transfusion of an anti rejection medication and get my last IV removed. About 11am I get a phone call from a nurse saying that my Phosphorus is "toxicly low". Now people should go back to older posts and see that only 5 days PRIOR I was to AVOID Phosphorus. FML!! So another medication was added. That's ok, I only take 15, what is one more?!? :) Now we come to Sunday. VNA comes out for me to do paperwork, and this little 5'2" nurse comes waddling in and won't stop talking about good I look and how well I am moving around. I give all that credit to Aunt Kim, she took care of this thing of 29 or so years... ha ha. I mean this lady went on and on and on. After a few minutes I was like "thanks, I get that you haven't seen someone bounce back, but I'm pretty stubborn and I am also not very patient". She looked confused. She'll learn. Monday, nurse comes back to do blood work and to make sure that everything is going ok. My blood pressure was up, but everyone thinks that is due to the pain Kace has been causing. Just a lot of pressure in my front which will go down in time, or so I hope.

This brings me to today. I have reflected a lot this week and have noticed so many things I wasn't able to do one short week ago. I can walk more then 10 feet without stopping for air. I can also walk up the stairs and down the stairs without having to stop for air. I can pee. I can pee. I CAN PEE!!!! I realize that unemployment is not for me. I miss my job and the people I worked with. I am lucky to have so many people care for me. I am lucky to have my mom, sister, and Schrack family help me during this transition. I just need to practice some patience and heal. Kevin, I am healing... back the F off!!

So I spend most of the day browsing the Internet, but can't find anything interesting. Any cool sites people recommend?? I have done FB til I can vomit... guess most people I am friends with work, because nothing ever happens during the day. :)

I am good. I feel so much better... thanks for everything and I will probably add a bunch of crap that no one cares about over my healing period. I am boreeeddd.....