Hope and realism aren’t opposites. I’m learning to carry them side by side.
I’m also learning that expansion and contraction will be part of my life from now on (and it always was, but I didn’t pay as much attention to it).
For the first time in 15 months, I’ve been able to meditate again—something I haven’t been able to do since delivering Barney.
Today the results came back. Worst case scenario: I am experiencing severe kidney rejection. But here’s the thing: my doctors are optimistic. They caught this early.
I finally got to meet my donor. At first, he wanted to remain anonymous, but then he changed his mind.
Join my journey after the birth of my son, Barney Isaac. Following complications, I faced a 35-day hospital stay, seven surgeries, and the need for a kidney donor. Follow my story of resilience, hope, and life with kidney disease.