March 1 has come and gone. It was difficult to not spend the day wishing we were in the hospital. Who actually says that? It's just so hard knowing this could have been all over today if I had gotten my wish, but I didn't. Hopefully now that today is over, it will be easier to look forward to next tuesday when we really will be in the hospital. At least that is for sure.
I say hurry up and wait because I know that this week is going to just drag on and on. James goes to dialysis in the morning and only two more times thereafter. We have actually heard that every day of dialysis can take up to 5 years off your life, it is that hard on your body. It is not the solution. James is being brave, though, and I really admire him. People are calling me a hero and I'm so grateful to be able to give James my kidney, but he will always be my hero for enduring his PKD.
Polycystic Kidney/Football
This is how big James' kidneys are. A regular kidney is the size of a fist.
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