Blood draw. Check.
Meet with the doctors and team down in San Diego. Check.
Results. Check.
All is mostly good.
Endlessly pumping ‘Bidney’ is going strong. He’s keeping my body’s creatinine, BUN, and other levels in the green zone. Proteinuria issue is still there, but holding steady. Chief Steiner has concurred there is no need for another biopsy at this time. Bidney (heart) Chief Steiner. Steiner even blushed when I confessed my adoration with excitement. I mean, who wants their new organ look like Swiss cheese instead of a healthy lima bean (or is it kidney bean, haha)?
So now my next follow up with the transplant team will not be for another 3 months, perhaps 6 if I continue steadfast. Oh, and my hair is finally growing back. Yay. In fact, the immunosuppressant drug, Cyclosporine, has a bit of the opposite effect. Hair growth. That combined with the Prednisone which is making my physique a bit square-ish has dubbed me a new nickname by my beloved boyfriend, Paul… Sasquatch. Lovely.
That’s the update, for those of you checking in. Thanks for the faith. The posts are far and few, but I have good reason. Bidney is busy caring for a family member suffering Lou Gehrig’s disease. It’s a full time job. But thanks to little angels around me, I am once again able to spread my wings and escape for a few days every now and then. This weekend, Bidney will be flying over some mountains and desert to visit his twin kidney. It’s a reunion!
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