I'm 26 years old male, from Colombia.
I have been on peritoneal dialysis for more than 4 years, and before that some other 4 months of Hemodialysis.
During my childhood and teenage years I was very healthy, never getting anything beyond a cold. Just turning 21, I fulfilled my dream of going to study to the beautiful city of Prague in Europe. The second semester of 2010 was along the best time I have had in my life. New friends, a wonderful city, and overall growing as a human being. My political science studies were marching good and I considered myself very happy.
Unfortunately and without logical explanation, just starting 2011 I caught a cold. A week later or such I had not recovered but quite the contrary was feeling worse. Went to the clinic and got diagnosed with kidney disease stage IV.
Being the only child of my mother and being everything she has (and she is everything I have) I decided to come back to Colombia after some days of being hospitalized. Here the situation turned worse as the doctors didn't handle the disease well, letting me get anemic, suffer tachycardia, and being released and told to go home having creatine 6, potassium 6,5!
Those weeks at home were among the toughest in life, as I thought I would die while my mother naively believed the words of those doctors, which had stated I was recovering.
Two weeks later and feeling worse, we went to another clinic. Thank God the head nephrologist decided that I had to dialyze otherwise I could die. That's how on April 2011 I started hemodialysis, and 5 months later got into APD.
In these 5 years or so, my kidney function has deteriorated very slowly, thank God I still urinate a good quantity and therefore don't have so many restrictions liquid-wise. Nevertheless, it does have deterioated and now I need to do on myself more peritoneal dialysis daily exchanges
In this time too, I have been excluded from many activities people in their young 20's practice. I have had to develop a calmer life. Out of this, I have become more contemplative. Not everything has been bad, I try to see the positives from an angle of spiritual growth.
My mother wanted to donate me one of her kidneys since the very beginning. But she was not accepted. And I don't have anyone else. I have been registered in the national transplant list since April 2012. Waiting for a cadaveric donor. But it seems, that cadaveric kidneys are almost non-existent here in Colombia. First of all, not many people like to register to give away their organs in case they die. Second, it seems the illegal traffic is quite a big thing. Appareantly, the organs are only given to those with "connections".
Every day I stay as optimistic as possible. There are some days in which I feel great. In others, I feel the burden of the kidney absence within me, whether through general weakness, ibs, or acid. All symptoms I have been told are part of having this disease.
My mother is getting. and I just want to be able to enjoy life with and without her, being able to work in what I like, travel, and maybe meet a girl.
I'm sorry if my message is inappropiate for this message board. I thought that maybe, just maybe there's a potential donor out there reading this! and also, I do believe in prayers by people from all around!
thanks a lot!