No matter how hard I try to sleep I just can't, I dont know if it's due to being in a ward with 5 other men snoring and wandering about all night or that I am in a strange bed not to mention that it's a single one, the only conclusion I can come to is that it's due to me not being able to sleep on my back grrrrr.
Last night I had to ask the nurse for some pain relief at about 3am as the pain had become so bad, all I got was an extra tramadol!! where's my morphine haha, eventually I think I dosed off only to be woken by the nurses doing my stats at 6am, why oh why do they feel the need to do this so early, they put the lights on talk to you wake everyone up and then turn the lights out and say "you may as well get another couple of hours" leave us alone we are in hospital for a reason!!
As the day progressed I started to feel better in myself, not that at anytime I had felt unwell I just felt out of sorts with myself and after speaking with the transplant coordintor for a little while things seemed a whole lot better, she told me that the kidney had been placed in the recipient and that it was working well, obviously it was early days and anything could happen over the next few months but it was a good sign that the recipient was doing well and I was pleased to hear this.
Hopefully the recipient will want to know where the kidney had come from, I really do hope that they do, I would love to see how this had changed their life.
After speaking with the surgeon he said I could go home today, yayyy theres no better place than your own bed when you feel unwell or want to rest maybe now I can get some sleep.
I would just like to make a couple of mentions here for people who I have met or dealt with in hospital and the friends and family that have suported me through all of this.
Lee is a guy who was rushed into hospital with kidney and liver failure, this poor lad is only in his 20's and he has this to contend with for the rest of his life, whilst I was there he was having dialysys twice a day if your reading this Lee keep smiling and never give up.
George was another guy who was in hospital the same time as me, George had already had a transplant from someone who had died but in the process of having his kidney transplanted they didnt realise that there was a kidney stone buried deep into the tissue, George had spent the 6 weeks after his transplant in hospital having to have the kidney stone blasted without damaging the new kidney, he has yet to feel the benefit of having a new lease of life and a new kidney, the courage and his outlook on this was amazing, he said to me that he would rather have a kdney that is working albeit with a kidney stone than the problems he had before with no kidneys working, George was is a joker and he kept us all ammused whilst there, keep em all laughing George.
And to all the nurses that looked after us on the ward, Rochelle, Louisa, sister Helen and many others thanks for waking us up at all hours to test my blood pressure lol, in all seriousness you helped me get better, you encouraged me to move around and answered all my questions, without a doubt you really are the best.
Finaly to Nick, Dawn. Curtis and all my family and freinds, thank you all so uch for all the running around, the fetching and carrying and the late night text, without you I could not have managed a fraction of what I have been able to do, the person who my kidney has gone to not only has me to thank as you lot all had your part to play in allowing me to what I have done.
Right friends and followers I am getting all deep and emotional now and I am so looking forward to going to sleep in my own bed.
Goodnight
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