About 10:00 a.m. Monday, Mayo's Organ Procurement Coordinator called to ask me if I was interested in traveling to Mayo - right away - for further blood tests to back-up a primary kidney transplant recipient later today!!! C.J and I were literally stunned, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Believing that I was 10th on the list, we had assumed that it would be several months - maybe January or February before I was called.
After some discussion with both C.J. and the Organ Procurement Coordinator and learning that there was only a 10% chance that I would be transplanted today, and being in no immediate distress, I went with my "gut" feelings declined the offer.
On the other hand, I now realize that - having been called as a back-up - I'm almost certainly close to the top of the transplant list for my blood type (A) and its most likely only a matter of weeks or maybe a couple of months before I receive "the call".
It's both exiting and frightening. After all, I'm not on dialysis, but my renal functioning is now down to 14% and it could drop to the "magic" 10% (and dialysis) precipitously. Preemptive transplants (before dialysis) are more successful, statistically. I'm not too worried about the surgery or the strict medical regime afterward - it's the fear of organ rejection.
It's now early evening and as the day has settled in, so have my emotions also settled down. I've called and talked with Eleanor, Scott, Alison, the priest at our church (a wonderful and compassionate woman who is also a physician) and a few close friends to share the news. They were all appreciative of my anxiety.
Of course, I had to check out Mayo's spanking new state-of-the-art hospital in Jacksonville. It's pretty nice with all sorts of patient amenities. Not a bad facility, if one must be in a hospital.
More on my journey later.