The Transplant Party

We are officially underway. To having Eliana on the list. Not exactly THE list (as in the list to receive a deceased donor kidney) but the pre-list list that lets us start working towards THE list or a live donor. At some point, anyway, once whatever tests she needs to have done are done, the paperwork is in, and the committee has voted.

So…um, we’ll let you know when we have anything to report.

Hank, Eliana, and I got up early one day last week and trekked over to Hershey for a 7 am transplant class. Why 7 am, you ask? I don’t know, but that’s the only time the class is offered. I guess they figure if you really want a kidney, you’ll show up. Unless you want to stop at McDonalds for breakfast and come in at 8 like the one lady, apparently. Not knowing that was an option, we showed up and spent three hours rehashing most of what we already knew about transplants. Then we met with the doctor.

Have you ever seen the Peter Sellers’ movie The Party? If not, go watch it and then come back and read on. Or, if you want to be all meta, read about it here.

For the record, I’m usually the one flinging chicken across the room into someone’s hair at a fancy party, but in the exam room I sat with a particularly chatty Eliana while the soft-spoken doctor, let’s call him Dr. Bakshi, talked to Hank. Pretty much all I caught of the conversation was that Eliana has no kidneys, so she will need a transplant. Like I said, when we have any news, we’ll let you know. In the meantime, might I also recommend The Great Race, another funny Blake Edwards film.