Thought maybe some of you potential donors out there might be able to relate to this message we received from a friend when we first heard about the whole living donor thing:
Just read the poopie news. Being a female midgit with a BMI of 21 probably makes me kind of useless in terms of donation, hey?
At first I thought “I can do it.”. Then I thought “But give up wine for a time, I don’t think I can.” Then I thought “Shut up you stupid *explicative deleted*, this is Joey we’re talking about.”
I will look into my bottom of the barrrel viability.
PS I am kind of terrible at being softly sympathatic.
Love it! Nothing beats compassion mixed with brutal honesty in my books. Does she know me, or what?
Some exciting news on the donor front; yesterday we found out that we have a couple of guys who are matches on at least blood type. Woo hoo! They are taking the weekend to learn more about being a living liver donor and if they’re still feeling good about it on Monday, we will start their assessments and put Karley’s on hold. Then they do the medical tests and we wait to find out if any of them are actual matches. Please cross your fingers and toes for us.
Heading into the HQ now to find out what type of day it will be.