Hi, Janet.
Thank you for your e-mail. It's a funny thing about my recipient and I. I was a non-directed donor. Our transplant center believes in throwing donors and recipients together, for some reason, even in these cases. The two of us met for the first time at cross-matching, and immediately hit it off. We are now very close, and for a long time after the surgery we spoke several times a week. Our families have also met, and hit it off very well.
We are pretty obviously of different ethnic groups, and look quite different from one another. He cannot speak my first language at all, and I speak his first language imperfectly (and I don't speak his second language at all). Yet: in the hospital, seeing us together, the staff kept asking if the two of use were brothers.
However, we have very very different attitudes to medical issues. I kind of obsessively research everything, and like (need) to stay on top of all my medical details. My recipient? Well, when we came for surgery, the doc asked to see our medical records. I handed him two large binders, categorized, indexed, cross-referenced, annotated, etc. My recipient...just said "Who knows? I leave all that to Heaven". The staff didn't bat an eye. In fact, they gave
me the funny looks.

It's true I never stopped to think he might not want to tell me all the medical details, since we have been keeping each other pretty up to date since we first met. I mean, it's his right, of course. But I really think he didn't ask, doesn't think about the specifics too much. Myself, when he called to tell me he was hospitalized with the "R"-word, I jumped 10 feet in the air and rushed over. Knowing him, I'm sure I'm much more upset then he is.
Here's hoping for good news, Snoopy