Well ain't that sweet... Pics of sister or scar?
Joking aside: Have you ever held what you did against your sister to get her to do something for ya? Not that you would. Just asking if you thought about it.
Did your sister pick up any of your habits as a result of the transplant? I've heard that kind of thing happens with blood transfusions and organ transplants. Like does she drink like a fish or snap at you if you call her apartment an apartment? Or is she now balding?
jk, great to hear she's doing well even though I thought you were a douchebag 5 years ago.
LOL, no. I blamed myself for not moving faster with my plans. Now, it's too late.You were just mad I cornered the Jodi Market in the 3rd Shift threads!
One of them forgot to teach you how to spell. :wave:She buys me dinner around this time every year. Her and I have always gotten along well, and teamed up against my oldest sister regularly at the dinner table. She is technicly the one that taught me how to verbally spar. So, no, I wouldn't do that. Even though she hasn't won an arguement with me since I was a teenager.
Honestly dude i wish that were an option dude, your sons are kick ass.I wish I could have my pancreas transplanted into my 11 yoa son so he could get off his insulin shots.:frown:
Thats awesome dude. I have newfound respect for you for doing this.I was laying in a hospital bed for the first time in my life spending the night. I experienced a wide range of emotions leading up to that day, mostly anticipation mixed with a certain unreality of the proceedure. I can honestly say that fear never once entered my head. Around 3 or 4 am they woke me up to move me into surgery, and I'm not sure how much longer later I woke up in desperate wanting of a glass of water.
In the space between, my left kidney had been laproscopicly removed and transplanted into my sister, her second transplant in 14 years. This time it didn't reject, and 5 years later she just got back from a vacation, one of many things she was unable to do for years due to being tied down to a dialysis machine several times a week. She is working full time again, and remodeling her condo. Might even be getting married some time soon.
A lot of you guys made my life a lot easier in the weeks of recovery that followed. Rob, Lyn, Nick, Kiesha, Danny, and many others swung by the hospital and my condo to fill the inevitable boredom. I clawed my way back to work in 3 weeks, and the entire event faded away as a sort of dream that comes to me once in awhile, almost as if the premise is a little too fantastic to be true.
I've got a pretty decent scar that doesn't bother me a bit, and when the weather changes temperature drasticly, I get a weird pang in my side. It doesn't hurt, it just feels like my body is reminding me that there should be something there that is no longer. What a weird trip this life can be.
Aren'T you pretty well covered in tattoo's?thats a pretty rad thing to do for someone. i dont even like giving blood cause im scared of needles
eh that makes 2 of usthats a pretty rad thing to do for someone. i dont even like giving blood cause im scared of needles
they claim the needles arent the same, but he has some pretty cool tats.Aren'T you pretty well covered in tattoo's?
Generous thing to do Eric.
Aren'T you pretty well covered in tattoo's?
Generous thing to do Eric.
Yea, it is kinda weird when they put the needle towards your skin, then push in.yeah, i have quite a few but the needles in the tattoo guns dont bother me because they just sort of bounce on the top of the skin. tattoos are alot more painful than lets say giving blood. but the idea of a needle going into my body, especially a vain, man i start getting sketchy.
