On Being the Wife of a Transplant Recipient

So, the kidney transplant happened. On January 20, 2015, my husband received a kidney from his cousin, Alicia. Eight days later we celebrated our third wedding anniversary. It was the best one yet. Needless to say, the beginning of 2015 has been quite busy (but in a good way). And now, almost two weeks later, we’re still adjusting, although it’s been a fairly easy adjustment all things considered, and it’s much better than the alternative (dialysis or, y’know, death). Mostly I feel relieved and grateful. I mean, right now the kidney’s working great and it looks like I’m going to …

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I haven’t had him long enough

My husband almost died a couple of weeks ago. Okay, so it wouldn’t have happened two weeks ago. It probably wouldn’t have happened this coming week. But it would have happened eventually, and much sooner than either of us would have liked (as in, according to the nephrologist, probably within a few months). I’ve mentioned before here that Phillip’s been sick for a while–since Thanksgiving of 2013, to be exact. Or, rather, that’s when he got REALLY sick. Looking back, we can actually begin to see when symptoms started to pop up, they were just erratic and had no rhyme …

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