I know there haven’t been any more questions, but I just got back from my San Diego trip and I’m excited about it, so I’m going to share whether anybody wants to hear about it or not.
First of all, when I got into town, I got to meet the recipient and his husband for the first time. We spent a few hours hanging out in La Jolla, mostly at the beach, and got along swimmingly. It would have been so awkward if it had turned out that we didn’t like each other!
I spent nine hours at Scripps Green Hospital yesterday (Friday). I had a ton of blood drawn and had a chest x-ray, a CT scan of my kidneys, and an EKG. I also met with five people who will be involved in approving me as a donor.
The first appointment was with a general practitioner who did a physical exam and took a detailed health history. We had an in-depth discussion about why I wanted to donate, whether I understood the risk, and any questions I might have. This doctor is not an employee of the hospital and is there to be an advocate for the donor. He made sure I understood that I can change my mind at any time. He also has veto power. Even if the rest of the committee approves me, if he has any doubts, he can say “no.”
Next was the nurse who will be coordinating from this point. We went over consents and got paperwork signed. She pointed out that while she works for the hospital and obviously wants transplants to happen, I can back out at any time, and I can also always call one of the “neutral” committee members if I have questions or concerns. She answered my question about how I can be sure no one will accidentally throw my kidney away,like what happened in Toledo not too long ago. She explained that there would be three surgeons: mine, his, and the kidney’s. The third surgeon stays with the kidney at all times.
Then the social worker. More discussions of how I made my decision to donate, and more reiteration that I can change my mind.
Then my surgeon. More discussion of the risk, more reminding me that I can change my mind whenever I want. He showed me where the incisions would be and explained that the bikini line incision would involve less cutting through muscle than some other spots would. We discussed the medical gas used for laparoscopy, because I had more pain than I thought I should have after a previous laparoscopic surgery. He explained that, when they are removing a donor kidney, they put the gas in under lower pressure because high pressure can damage the kidney. This seems to result in less pain afterward. We’ll see. He is also willing to be in a silly video with me before surgery, which was one of my conditions.
Last of all was the nephrologist. He is another one that is there just for me, and not to try to make a transplant happen. He started right out with, “You know that this is basically legal assault and battery. If you do this, we are going to hurt you. We are going to cut you open and take out a perfectly healthy organ, and you are going to feel terrible for a while, and you could die.” More reminders that I can change my mind any time. That’s a big theme here. He also showed me a 3D computer image of my kidneys and the associated blood vessels, which was pretty awesome.
Everyone I talked to said that I seem to be an excellent candidate. They also said that if I change my mind, they will simply inform the recipient’s team (we each have our own team) that I have been declined for medical reasons. Half of my day was spent with people making sure I really, really understood that I could back out at any time and for any reason.
The committee meets the first week of every month, so if the rest of the blood tests get back in time and they are all good, we could find something out as early as next week.