smoothing and settling

tough day yesterday but thru we got. Today I feel stronger by the hour. All the new wrinkles, daily domestic stuff all smoothing into easier routine. Ten days since kidney transplant.


What I have learned is how well we had smoothed ou the life of dialysis. Very very smooth.

old man yoga

did my old man yoga lesson 1 again this morning. got down on the rug in the sun porch, lay flat on my back and stretched out the stiffness and kinks, then for the amusement of Emma the cat, I rose slowly back to my majestic verticality with the assistance of a wooden chair. very little creaking accompanied this maneuver and so on with my day, a day with 4 hours of dialysis. will the call for transplant be today? Will today be my last treatment at Penetang Hospital?

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my chest line for dialysis access


I know some of you have been following my progress to a kidney transplant.

After over seven years of hemodialysis, on Friday July 29 2016 I was forced to decide if I would go ahead.

I spent the day at St. Michael’s Hospital.  Ready to go but there were risks and problems in the medical part, there were also problems on my personal side, but finally I went with my instincts and every instinct said “NO”.

So just before they were going to run an IV I said NO.

There was no medical issue with the donor kidney.  The doubts were all on my side

Last Fall  I survived my open heart surgery. I went into that feeling that it would be all right if I died.  But now I can live comfortably enough with dialysis. The changes it has posed are familiar.

The transportation trouble posed post-transplant is the number of mandatory visits to downtown Toronto. My driving is a little suspect. My sister finds the idea fo driving to downtown Toronto more than daunting.  My local team of drivers are allbusy and at least one of them was nearly impossible to reach by phone.

Finally my instincts ruled. NO was the answer..

I am on hold on the transplant list. I could reassess





I  had dialysis this morning from 715am to 1140am in Penetang, Ontario.  A smooth run.  I then drove myself about 100 miles south to Toronto to St. Michael’s Hospital in the downtown core.  Spoke with the surgeon.  I had set a range of possibilities in my brain before heading down.  I had been told that I was a GO for transplant, but you never know.  So I was ready for NO GO all the way to waiting four or more years longer.  I started dialysis in the first week of November of 2008.

So the verdict:  I was told to expect a cadaverous kidney in about a year.

This is based on the practice to place patients on this transplant list based on the date they started dialysis, after they complete the preliminary evaluation/work up to determine their viability for a kidney transplant.

It is interesting one factor they consider is anti-body production.  Three ways that your body might have produced anti-bodies:

  • blood transfusion
  • pregnancy
  • another organ transplant

None of these factors apply to me.

All those Hail Marys must have helped.