After 14 years with my first kidney transplant, it began to fail. I became sicker and sicker as the toxins and poisons accumulated in my bloodstream. Nausea, anorexia, and severe fatigue encompassed my world. I was placed on the kidney transplant waiting list and was told there was a five-year waiting time. Life seemed hopeless. Then, three days after being placed on the list, I received a phone call that a cadaver kidney had come in, that was a perfect match for me! I had to travel 150 miles to the University of Michigan to receive the transplant. When I got there, they immediately prepped me for surgery. I was so excited! Just as they were about to take me into surgery, the doctor came in and informed me that it had been decided to give the kidney to some one else who also needed another organ with it. I was devastated. I went back into my sick, depressed hopeless world and tried to hang on for my family’s sake.
My husband wanted to donate his kidney to me, but he was not a match. My son, daughter, and son-in law all wanted to donate, but I could never risk their lives or jeopardize them in any way because I love them so much. Therefore, I refused their help.
Then, my husband learned of a new program at the University of Michigan, called the Kidney Donor Pairing Exchange program.