A Match

It is a great feeling to know that I am a match for Bob...Roxanne, the head person at the transplant center, said she will be mailing me a lot of tests that I am to have done...she said to call with any questions because if everything isn't done correctly it will have to be redone. It took 15 vials of blood for the matching part and they told me to drink a bottle of water (helps pop up the veins) before the next tests because 15 vials was just the beginning...I know one test involves a dye being injected before the MRI, I've had that done before, it's no big deal...I have other tests that I've seen Bob have done before so I know a little bit of what to expect.
Bob getting a Tick is just crazy...
He claims to never worry but I saw the relief on his face last night when they called with the test results...He has a hard time believing this is happening to him...I guess I do too...mostly I just want to fix it...
My arms are really hurting so I think I'll call Dana and go back to PT...Dr. Koffman wants to do another MRI of my neck to see if it has gotten worse...I want to wait on that because I know it has...but  I don't want the surgery on my neck until after the transplant is done...the discs that have ruptured in my neck are what is causing my arms to hurt and my hands to be so weak...fun...Bob says he has a plan...I'll give him a kidney, he'll get better and push me around in a wheelchair...can you see who the loser is in his plan?!
Some of the pain med.s they use for bone disease I won't be able to take because of only having one kidney...but that's OK as long as they have something I can use!!
I told Bob that I prayed so much that I felt like I was nagging God...he said that meant he and God had something in common....nice...