Day before admission

It’s been more than three years of renal failure and I am finally counting down the hours until I am to get my transplant.

I am not sure where to start. This transplant has been my only dream for so long. Now that it’s around the corner I am filled with excitement for the new lease on life, nerves of the unknown, and apprehension of possible disappointment.

Shay asked what I wanted to do before the operation and my answer was have a relaxed day at home. This is what we did: lit a fire, braaied some meat and chilled the night away.

Overlooking the pool at home

As much as there is excitement surrounding the operation and whats to come, I hate the idea of not being home with my family. Worst of all not being able to hold them. See, my family is my safe space and being away makes me feel lost.

I am hoping I can blog about my recovery from the hospital. Let you know what it’s like to be on legal steriods  but I’m not making any promises.

Chat soon, God Bless.

Ant