Sunday, November 28, 2010

A Thankful Giving


Mariama, Thea, Kim

At the heart of Thanksgiving is the expression of gratitude for having enough food to eat and to share all the wonderful bounties of life with others.

My family had the pleasure of sharing this Thanksgiving with Mariama. She looked happy and healthy and full of life. The evaluation process is finished ending with a 24 hour blood pressure monitor ending the Wed. before Thanksgiving. It does a reading every 20 minutes during the day and once and hour at night. Although I was hoping to be on my way to recovery by this time, it was awesome to eat a delicious turkey dinner joining families; remembering its not in my time but God's time that all things happen.  I just hope He hurries up.(SMILE~WINK~LOL)

Nick (my life partner) has his 4 children arriving this week from Australia. Anna 21, David 19, Joe 17 & Eliza 14 will be arriving on November 30. They are on their summer holiday from Aussieland and are on their way to the USA.  We are very grateful that they will be joining us. They will be here until February. With my 4 children Victoria 16, Spencer 14, Parker 11& Theo and Nick's 4 children we will have a full house for the Holiday season. We are a true, modern day Brady Bunch.

Miracles are everywhere this Holiday season. The father of my children Phil, is the most wonderful Dad any child could ask for. He has been a true support. We were all together this Thanksgiving. A true healing. He has offered to help Nick and I with what we need while Nick's children are here. The big need is how to transport 10 people around New England. Lucky for us, Phil has a van. I am so grateful for his kindness and support.

God's love is all around. You can see it where ever you go. Constant and Eternal. In every smile. In every wink. In laughter. I'm so grateful for His protection, always keeping me safe in His care. His love has kept me healthy and with this love I am able to give the gift of hope, health and happiness to another. I'm just so grateful.



Monday, November 22, 2010

No Kidding About the Kidney~

Black, Hispanic Kidney Donors More Likely to Develop Chronic Kidney Disease: http://www.renalbusiness.com/

CT Scan 11/12/10 confirm Thea has 2 kidneys


BOSTON—Black and Hispanic kidney donors are significantly more likely than white donors to develop hypertension, diabetes and chronic kidney disease, according to new Saint Louis University research published in the Aug.  19 issue of the New
England Journal of Medicine.

“We’ve long known that diabetes and hypertension disproportionately affect blacks and Hispanics. Our research found that these racial disparities also exist among living kidney donors, post donation,” said Krista Lentine, MD, associate professor of internal medicine and lead researcher at Saint Louis University School of Medicine. “Increased attention to health outcomes among demographically diverse kidney donors is needed.”

Researchers say that while these findings should not be used to discourage anyone from donating on the basis of race and ethnicity alone, these factors should be taken into consideration when counseling potential donors about their future health risks.

Given the significant organ shortage, many patients with end-stage renal disease rely on living donor kidney transplantation. According to Lentine, in 2006, approximately 27,000 live donor kidney transplants were reported worldwide, and live donors supplied nearly 40 percent of kidney transplants in the United States.
The need for live kidney donors is greatest among blacks, who are significantly more likely to develop end-stage renal disease, yet have less access to kidney transplants. Researchers say that blacks are less likely to identify a potential donor and their potential donors are more likely to have health conditions at evaluation that limit their ability to donate.

Researchers used insurance claims from a private insurance provider, linked with identifiers from the Organ Procurement and Transplantation Network, to examine variations in the risk of post-donation medical diagnoses according to race.

All potential kidney donors undergo an evaluation that focuses on excluding patients with medical abnormalities at the time of assessment. After kidney donation, researchers found that in comparison to white donors, black donors were 52 percent more likely to be diagnosed with hypertension Hispanic donors also were 36 percent more likely than white donors to be diagnosed with hypertension. Additionally, black and Hispanic donors were more than two times as likely as white donors to be diagnosed with chronic kidney disease and to have drug-treated diabetes. Relative patterns were similar to those in the general population.
While normal pre-donation medical evaluation increases the overall likelihood of long-term good health for donors, Lentine said these screenings alone cannot be expected to eliminate the impact of epidemiologic risk factors for disease over time, such as aging and race.

“We are not proposing any change to donor selection policy based on these data,” Lentine said. “However, these findings show that we need a national policy for longer donor follow up, as opposed to the current two-year mandated tracking, so that we can capture and monitor the outcomes of donors from all sociodemographic groups.”

According to Lentine, more studies are needed to understand the consequences of post-donation diabetes and hypertension on the overall health of the donors. In the general population, hypertension and diabetes are typically associated with increased risk of end-organ complications. However, because kidney donors often receive closer surveillance and early intervention, the implications may be milder in this group.
Even if the risk of serious end-organ damage is small with good care, better understanding of the risk for hypertension and diabetes is relevant to counseling donors on possible financial risks from future prescriptions, medical treatment and associated insurance premiums.

“All donors should be committed to long-term medical follow up so that any health conditions that arise over time can be recognized and treated,” Lentine said.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

❤Why Am I Doing This?❤

I am often asked why I chose to be a donor. Actually, it's not how I look at it. It didn't feel like a choice and certainly not a hard one. Before I offered my kidney to Mariama I felt peacefully guided by an inner knowing. You may call it Intuition, The Inner voice,  Divine Energy or God's Love. It was simply an inspired opportunity to give. This choice was given TO me, not made by me. I didn't do anything. I was being done. All I had to do was 'not do.' Not resist the urge to give. Freely, peacefully and lovingly. 

The only hard part of this process was the resistence I received from some friends whose own fears asked me to question my guidence.  Almost, without question, these friends doubted the decision. Many of their fears about their own lives came to the surface. "What if this..." and " What if that...?" "What about this..." and "What about that...?" "WHAT ABOUT YOUR KIDS?!?"  "There is no benefit to you, Thea. You're actually losing in this deal!!"  Thankfully the continued peace and reassurance I feel and the strength of my trust in Him, has become an unshakeable force for me and an inspiration for most of these skeptics. And now we all can be the witness for the trust for and love of God.

With God all things are possible and if I'm given the opportunity be a conduit of peace, love and joy through becoming a donor, I'm going to take it. That's all the reason I need.❤

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Nothing to fear

I can feel a change in Mariama. This last trip down to Boston I can see she is getting more tired. Nick and I enjoy making her and Ed laugh. We're always goofing around just being silly. She laughs and smiles and this brings Nick and I so much joy. But Mariama is getting tired.

The evening of November 13th around 6pm Mariama called to tell me that the results of her most recent blood test are showing greater signs of kidney failure. This means the blood carries more toxins and she is getting sicker. Her dr. told her that if she were to become dizzy or vomit, she should get to the emergency room asap. She was feeling more tired.

I knew there was nothing to fear. It's just a matter of time. I was ready! Whenever this was meant to happen, it would happen. I feel my impatience knocking. But I must remember that this is all happening in Divine Order.  It appears as if I'm waiting for the  Transplant Center to do their thing. I need to meet with the surgeon. Then there is a "Team Meeting' only on Wed's to discuss my eligibility. Ok..! And according to Nancy, transplant surgeries are done on Tuesday's. All this is done and all the time passes and I patiently await the Universe to align so that everyone and everything arrives together in perfect order!

It won't be long now.

Only for you, Mariama

We've pretty much finished the testing. All X-Rays, blood work and urine samples, PAP and Mamogram came out great! I must have done ok with the pyschiatrist because I was back this week to meet with the Nephrologist and had the CT Scan. The Nephrologist didn't like my blood pressure so they send a 24 hour monitoring device to keep track.
 
That CT Scan was not fun. Fasting all night with a 10am appointment, the technician jabbing me with big needles thristing for a good vein. After searching in my left arm, I told her to do the right arm.  It's where they all stick me. She wasn't satisfied with my suggestion so she started poking in the left. OUCH!!!!! Nick was afraid to tell me at that time what an awful job she did. Tears were streaming dowm my face. Then a pinch! Finally, I thought, she's finshed. But no, she had pulled the needle out and went for the right arm. "NO FREAKIN' WAY!" I yelled. "NO FREAKIN' WAY!" Thank God for my darling Nick who calmly wiped my tears away and said "Yes, sorry, Baby."
 
The needle went in! She said first water in the vein then a contrast dye so they can take a few pics of my abdomen. The dye stung as it went in and then a warm sensation throught my body. " Take a deep breath in." the machine told me. Then it said " You can breath normally." A few minutes later, I was out of there. I was told to drink plenty of water to rid my kidney of the dye.  I felt crappy for the rest of the day and into the night. I felt a migraine coming on and when I  went to bed I thought my head would explode. I didn't want to take anything for it because of the effect on my kidney's. Nick gave me a cold compress and I fell to sleep.
 
 
 

Monday, November 8, 2010

♫•*¨*•.¸¸❤¸¸.•*¨*•♫

Friday October 29th were waiting for the call from Nancy about the results of my tests. At 4:30 when she didn't call me, I called her. "Oh, Hi Thea! Yes, I have your results right here. Let me grab your file."

All tests results confirmed I was in perfect health. EKG excellent. Chest X-Ray normal. Blood work very good. I sent a text to Mariama giving her the news. Friday's are turning into good news days.

Next step, meeting with the Psychiatrist. He wants to see if I'm a NUT CASE.

I'll keep you posted.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

The BIG Jug

The evening of September 22 I met Mariama at a High School Football game where I received my next assignment. I needed to pass another test.


The end of the game we walked to the car. Before I knew it I was whisked up in the air by Mariama’s sister Oneta. I was shocked at how this beautiful woman took me, gave me the biggest hug imaginable and shared her gratitude. Little did she know that I was more grateful to have the opportunity to gift such a gift. It was a beautiful moment with Oneta that I’ll never forget.

The next assignment is the 24 hour urine test. Mariama gives me this very large 2 liter jug. I thought to myself “I’m supposed to fill this thing?” But I took it, read the instructions and on Monday started the process.

Tuesday morning we were back on the road, jug in hand headed to Boston. I sense this ride will be very pleasant and it was. Lot’s of laughing and joking. Nick makes us all laugh. Especially Ed, who drives us each time to Boston. He’d like to keep his business like manner, but with Nick in the car, it’s simply impossible.

We met Nancy, who for some strange reason seems surprised every time she sees us in the waiting room.  Surprised that we’re there, surprised we have the jug and surprised that we have time for more testing. But we came prepared and ready! So we dropped off the jug, provided another urine sample, more blood and sent away for an EKG and Chest X-Ray. What a day!

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

We Are One

September 22, 2010.  I received the call from Nancy, The Transplant Coordinator. She had the results from the blood tests. Her voice is very neutral. I couldn't get a feel for what she was going to say. I was prepared for anything. No matter what, I knew it would be perfect.

My heart was pounding. She confirmed my blood type of A+, the same as Mariama's. The other tests conclude that Mariama was a perfect match and that she was an excellent candidate to accept the donation. It was like hitting the lottery. It was as though we were sisters. We are sisters. More than that, we are One. 

The way it is set up, Mariama and I have different transplant teams. One for Mariama 'the recipient' and one for me ‘the donor.' Nancy being my coordinator could not contact the recipient. But I was shaking with excitement and could hardly wait to make the call.

"Mariama, this is Thea. I just got off the phone with Nancy. The results show that we are a match." Mariama asked me to repeat myself and then she started to laugh or cry or something. We were both in shock for the good news. A wonderful way to start the weekend!

Even better was the fact that when I called Mariama, she was in Boston and could easily go to see Nancy to pick up what I needed for the next level of the evaluation. The next test..a 24 hour urine sample.

Note to self: Theo and Mariama share the same birth date. November 5th.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

No Second Thoughts!

The day after the party, guess who came down with a virus called Shingles? YUP.. I did! On the left side of my face and eye! YUCK.

I was in bed for 1 week. The good thing was when I went to the doctor I told him what I was planning to do with my kidney. He found it slightly unusual, but he took a blood and urine sample for his evaluation. He was pleased at the results which took about 5 minutes. Although my face blisters were itchy and swollen, I was otherwise in overall good health.

Mariama, whom I still barely knew, did call a few days later with the name and number of the Transplant Coordinater, Nancy. It took a few attempts before I could reach Nancy on the phone but when I did...the ball was rolling. She asked several health history questions, said I was a good candidate and told me to come in for blood analysis.

October 14th Mariama, Nick and I went to the Transplant Center in Boston. We met with 1 Nurse, 2 Nephrologists (Kidney doctors) and the Transplant Coordinator. WOW..what a process. We were brought up to speed on Mariama's condition and I needed to give blood to confirm blood type and cross match compatibility. They took 9 vials of blood that morning. Did I mention I have a slight issue with needles? Nancy told me the results would take 2-3 weeks. When we left, my head was spinning. The wait was on!

Note to self: My son Theo, (named after my father Theodore) has a heart shaped birthmark on his ankle. I always looked at it as a sign of gratitude from my Dad for naming Theo after him.

Monday, November 1, 2010

The Kidney Thing: How it all began

It’s true. I've decided to donate a kidney to a beautiful woman from Niger Africa. Some people think it's a completely crazy thing to do. But to me it is a "no brainer."  I wasn't sure if I would write anything about this experience. However, through my vast research on kidney donation I learned it may be of benefit to others who may be considering doing the same.  Reading other blogs has helped me tremendously. I will pay it forward. Over the next few weeks, I'll try to write about my experience so far and after the transplant operation, what it was like. Besides, I can hardly think of anything else. So here it goes....

I met Mariama Kotundi Salifou September 25, 2010 at her nephew Jaden's birthday party. My 9 year old son Theo and Jaden play on the same football team.  It was a gorgeous Fall Saturday afternoon in New England. Theo zipped off to play with his football buddies and Nick and I were left to decide if we should stay or go home. The gracious hostess Oneta offered a glass of wine "white or red?" she asked. That's all I needed to make the decision to stay.

We met parents, friends and relatives. When Mariama presented herself, she was greeted with lots of loving concern about her health. She appeared tired yet friendly. She sat in the chair next to me on the outdoor patio. After the initial pleasantries I was curious as to why there was so much concern about her health and I asked several probing questions. Mariama politely and quietly told me she had been in the hospital just a few days earlier, near death. The reason for the hospitalization was her kidneys were not functioning. She continued to tell me that she had a heart attack about 1 year earlier which required a process of dye injection into her and this caused damage to her kidney's. She was on a national list to find a kidney donor.

 
Instantly the thought came to my head "Well, Thea you have always been healthy. Offer to test for compatibility." After she told me her blood type which happened to match mine exactly, I glanced at Nick who was speaking with someone on the across the table, smiled and without hesitation I offered to Mariama that I'd like to test for compatibility.  She smiled with a shy, embarrassed smile, as if she thought I was insane. She wasn't taking me seriously.  However, throughout the next several hours, I reminded Mariama to tell me what I needed to do to see if I was a donor match. Even after I was ridiculed by her brother Jon, I wrote down my number and asked her to call me if she would accept my offer to investigate the process.

Note to self: When I was a very young girl, my Father Theodore Roosevelt Broadus died from the long term effects of diabetes, kidney failure.