Do you think that the transplant team intentionally chose this color scheme for their bathrooms to make people with advanced liver disease feel welcome in their facilities?
I have always found it to be an assault on the senses. Conversely, Joey has recently embraced their choice, as he feels that standing next to it he looks healthy.
In other news, Captain Banana and I finally made it to Clearwater after the usual slew of medical appointments in Vancouver. The appointments went okay, I guess. Sinus doc hurt, but there was less blood this time, lungs are basically looking good, liver sucks, but hopefully this will help to make his transplant more of a priority. That’s the abbreviated version of that portion of the trip.
The somewhat extended version is that we have had another friend (who is, at the very least, a blood type match) volunteer to be a potential live donor for Joey. This was quite surprising to all of us, as he essentially had his blood type checked so that we knew who our next go-to person would be should one of our other potential donors get ruled out (as you may or may not remember, we have been told that we were not allowed to screen a fourth potential donor/doing so would most likely slow things down). However, when we mentioned our friend during our appointment with the liver transplant surgeon, he wanted to pursue finding out whether he was a match and assured us that he would see to it that it didn’t slow things down. How’s that for holiday cheer?
As far as our friend (and all of our other peeps who have offered themselves up for sacrifice) goes, what else can we say besides thank you, thank you, thank you! You rock our world.
K & J