Well with the new year comes some fantastic news, I got the call!
At 5:30am on the 18th Dec in fact. The voice of the transplant coordinator calmly informing me that they may have a kidney for me and to make my way in asap. The best news possible for a kidney patient while tinged with a sadness knowing someone had passed away earlier who had signed the donor register for people like me.
I had started dialysis for the second time three years ago in September just passed and have been waiting on the list for roughly three years. I had gotten myself into such a daily habit that I’d nearly given up on the hope of one day returning to a relatively normal life.
In the end I was called up to theatre ahout 7am on the 19th, and I can only assume it went well as I woke up in the recovery room shortly to be moved back up to ward. Going for a pee… one of the things most take for granted…. I hadn’t peed in about two years, so it was a special moment when I finally went!
It still seems remarkable that they released me on Christmas day and I was able to celebrate with my family and friends…however in hindsight I should have taken it easy and stayed indoors over the following week as I was back in hospital with a tummy bug and missed new years eve! Still even that couldn’t dampen my spirits and im happy to say that even though it’s still early days I feel fantastic if a little sore.
I’d like to say thankyou to all who stood by me particularly my girlfriend, my family and my friends, and also the dialysis team at my local hospital the QE who put up with me!
Im now hopeful that I can live my life more under my terms and get outhere and enjoy what life brings
Firstly, sorry for not posting in like forever! Time has passed, Im still on dialysis and still waiting for a transplant but overall in myself I am fine. I recently had another assessment and they are happy with me and are keeping me on the waiting list. My girlfriend is still fantastic and I’m still smug!
The London Bridges Walk has come around again already and this year we are priming up for a larger group of us to take part. So far there are 7 of us shortly to be wondering around Norfolk with our sponsorship forms waving in our hands but just in case we don’t bump into you in person you can go to the Kidney Research UK fundraisers page and donate online to our cause at (drum roll please…) http://www.kidneyresearchukevents.org/narborough
Well Sunday the 10th July finally arrived! My friend Dessie and I had been raising funds for the walk for a couple of months prior and can proudly say as I type so far we have raised over £1100 for Kidney Research UK, so thank you to everyone who was kind enough to give, and a big thank you to the girls at the social club for walking round with the sponsorship forms!
Two friends accompanied us on the day, Our Social Club Steward Chris Harfield and a friend Carol Brownley. Chris H kindly offered to drive, an offer that was snatched upon! The weather was perfect to go with the perfect company and when we arrived to register for the walk Chris and Carol decided to postpone their shopping trip and promptly registered as well! (Thanks again guys)
London Bridges Walk
Apparently there were approximately 1000 people taking part in the walk which started at 11am at Potters Field on the south bank near Tower Bridge after an intro & count down by Angela Rippon.
All in all it was a fantastic day and witnessing the sea of purple clad people walking the Embankment was a sight I shall not soon forget!
Hopefully the walk has raised awareness as well as raised funds for Kidney Research UK and I’m already looking forward to next year!
Well its under a month now to the big day! My friend Dessie and I are on track to meet our target of raising £1000 for Kidney Research UK. Our information packs along with our race/walk number and most importantly our purple t-shirts have arrived! Its all getting very exciting!
Debating whether or not to go the whole hog an dye my hair purple?!
I bumped into a couple of friends at the food store this weekend, that in itself isn’t much to write about, but the distance that has grown between us since I was declared at “End Stage Renal Failure” over a year ago now perhaps is.
They were two of my best friends and we used to meet up most weekends for a drink and a chat, failing that we would be in contact via email or text.
I’m not sure what happened really, perhaps they have found it hard to relate to me now I am ill, or maybe they feel awkward around me and don’t quite know how to “deal” with me being on dialysis. Or maybe its the single thing. They are a couple and do couple things with other couples, perhaps there’s no room for the perpetually single ill bloke. Either way I stopped getting emails, texts and phone calls. I didn’t get invited out or around any more.
And I, out of stubbornness and at that time depression, gave up trying to keep in touch.
It was for me at least an awkward, bitter sweet moment when our paths crossed in the chilled section. It was so good to see them, but I just didn’t know what to say.
Well, I did really.
What I wanted to say was “where were you….?”
Right, now I’ve depressed myself! God man – get a grip!
On a good note, I finally went swimming tonight at my local (20 minute drive away…) 25m pool. When I got there it was deserted apart from one old boy who smiled at me as i flopped into the water like a walrus. I managed 30ish lengths over a 25 minute period which is slow for someone fit (or normal) but I’m relatively happy with as its been about 6 months since my last visit to the swimming pool and I’m just a little unfit!
As I slowly swam from one end of the pool to the other more people started to arrive, a few of which were the type that get me to go a little er….. shall we say “Basil Fawlty”.
There is a fast lane at the end of the pool for….you’ve guessed it…..fast swimmers. I stay out of this. Yet whenever I’m in a pool I seem to get surrounded by would-be Olympic front crawl swimmers that plough right through me, giving me stubborn “get out the way or else…” looks. By the time I’ve avoided all the possible collisions I’ve probably swam twice the distance I set out to do and accidentally drunk the entire pool.
Times like these I have visions of me exiting the pool and walking nonchalantly to a big handle on the wall and pulling it, then watching as everyone gets sucked down the U-bend, like a giant toilet being flushed!
I’m smiling now just thinking about it…..!
Well its gone midnight and I have to be up for the 3rd installment of the Papworth Trust – musn’t oversleep!