As it so happens, my mom is in the ICU right now. She is actually going to live, but that wasn't what we were told on Friday. (She has colon cancer, and the surgery came apart causing sepsis on Friday night- but she is making it. Off ventilator and sitting up in a chair today. LONG road ahead, but we are not complaining after being brought to our knees this way).
That's not what I came to tell you though. The dialysis unit is in the ICU because so many there need it.
Yesterday there was a man waiting in his wheelchair for "his turn" as it was a busy dialysis day. He probably wasn't 90 pounds anymore, and his color was horrible and it's very clear that time is running out for him.
It made me cry to see him, and to know that he is fully aware that time is so short. I feel sick for his pain, and for the pain of the people who love him to watch this happen. I so wish we had more kidneys.
So- thank you again to everyone who considers doing it and for those who have. It hurts like nothing else to see someone in that condition. I KNOW donating is a "big" deal, but I couldn't stop thinking "All it would take is a kidney..."
And thank you, Universe/God/Life for my body, for our bodies, that work so well. I've been amazed that I had 3 organs removed in 11 months time, and mom goes and gets rid of most of her large and small intestines and appendix (it's actually appendix cancer, so rare it gets grouped in with colon cancer in general) and we still just keep going.
Life is so fragile and so strong all at once.