Meeting moms team

    Take two... I had this whole blog written last night, only taking me oh.. about an hour to write( I'm a 2 finger typer) when poof into the Internet black hole it all goes with the touch of the enter key. How, why, I haven't the faintest, but gone all the same. With this lesson in my back pocket you can be sure I'll be preserving this laborious blog every 10 minutes!!!

    Alright, with that bit of venting out of the way I can begin. In a few days mom will be meeting her transplant team for the first time, and I'll be tagging along for the ride. I was extremely excited when I learned my mother would have access to a large team of varied professionals. The team consists of : a nephrologist, transplant surgeon, pre-transplant coordinator, nurses, social worker, pharmacist, and dietitian (who I've been longing to talk to).

   The passel of questions I have amassed for each of these individuals is so endless it makes my head spin! I feel like a tiny bird bobbing on a sea of infinite query. This list is so big that when my mom saw it she jokingly asked if I knew that the meeting was for only one day, and that she may also have a question or two for them. My response to this was, don't worry whatever the question, I'm sure I've got it covered. Maybe I should let her read off the list when we get there. I don't care who asks the questions, as long as someone does, besides people who know me say I can be kinda pushy, and yes maybe a little long winded too.

   

    As time moves closer to the meeting the more anticipation I start to feel, and I can see some angst in my mothers face as well when we talk. Daily life can be a great diversion, but only for so long before these times of reality come knocking on the door again, reminding me of why I am getting lost in all these questions. Yes I'm excited to meet these people that will hopefully save my mom, but the weight of reality ways heavy as time narrows. There is no escaping the reason we need to have the meeting, mom needs a kidney.