Say hi to Randall. Judging by the way my chest feels, he has achieved slimy dominance over about the bottom fourth of my lungs. Typically, the doctor would have diagnosed a virus and flung me from his office with a handshake, but it's funny how a little impending liver donation can attract attention. Instead, after careful discussion about timing and risks, he said that Randall is harmless as far as the surgery is concerned, and that he should probably go away on his own within one week. If that doesn't happen, he said, Randall will probably have developed into a bacterial bronchitis infection, which could impact the surgery. So he sent me off with a scrip for Zithro to take only if the coughing gets worse. And I got a little lecture in why it's a good idea to get the flu shot and use Purell. In any case, there should be no cause for concern. I bested Larry; I can handle this guy too.
In January 2006 I successfully donated half my liver to my brother, Joe. This blog began in November 2005, when I was just a hopeful donor candidate, and continues today as a vehicle for sharing my experience and building community among past, current, and would-be live organ donors and transplant recipients. Thank you for stopping by. All content on this blog, including images and text unless otherwise cited, is copyright (c) 2005-2007, Becky Waller. All rights reserved.
In 2007 I founded the Greatest Gift Foundation, which provides information and support to living organ donors throughout their transplant experience. I'm in Minneapolis, when I'm not traveling the country meeting with transplant teams. Contact us at firstname.lastname@example.org.