Final Preparations
During the final two weeks before the surgery date, Jeff and I would both get an opportunity to meet and talk with our surgeons.
These are very short meetings, but nonetheless important. They want to give you a chance to ask any questions you might have about the day of surgery, which we both had plenty, and I didn’t hesitate to speak up. These are some of the kindest people on the planet. They literally spend their days saving lives!
The week leading up to the 19th, we ended up spending two nights away from home just to attend our appointments. The 11th was Jeff’s surgical meeting, the 12th we both got Covid testing and our final crossmatch, and the 13th was my surgical clearance.
I thought this was fantastic. I got to sit in a room with the nephrologist, both my surgeons, and my coordinator! I met my second surgeon for the first time that day and shared some great laughs as they asked me to sign away my kidney. Literally! You sign a paper saying you are willing to give away your organ via surgery!
I was sure this was a process they did with many others, many times, but their kindness and warmth made me feel like I was quite special to be there. I asked what my scar placement would look like, to which everyone assumes I’m worried I will look tainted. But no! These will be my battle scars! I am ready!
On the 14th, I pushed through my final shift at work while Jeff had to rush back to Miami by himself for another last-minute blood test. I think this was one of two occasions I was not able to go with him. My boss gave me a lovely sendoff with flowers, recovery gifts, and lots of hugs and tears. I wouldn’t be returning until November!
That night I sat at home and did a video call with my family. It felt right to see faces and connect with everyone before going into something so serious. We laughed and talked, and everyone asked questions and sent me on my way with lots of positive energy.
My oldest brother was listed as my emergency contact, as Courtney was already my support person in the hospital and Jeff would be well, unavailable. When both parents are gone, you start to rely on that oldest-sibling energy a lot. I felt safe with that.
We also made arrangements for updates to go out to family and close friends while Jeff and I were admitted to the hospital. Many times we wouldn’t have our phones, or the ability to use them. Jeff’s sister gathered the info and sent updates to both sides of the family, and certain family members made sure close friends got updated along the way.
Even if you don’t think you need this, it can be calming to know everyone is already informed when you wake up. If you still want to send out your own messages you can, but as far as details and remembering things, don’t count on yourself. Focus on your rest and recovery!
