Kidney Transplant: Zero Hour

I love making Direct to Video titles up. The more colons, the merrier.

So one of the things I wanted to do with this ‘blog was to try and maintain some positivity.

This may go some way to explaining the lack of posts of late.

It’s entirely fair to say that the first half of this year hasn’t really been what you’d call brilliant. Not even in the same ballpark, even. My health has been slowly deteriorating¬†for some time, and over the past few months the effects have gone from potential to actual. It’s quite hard to spot from the outside – I look absolutely normal, or as normal as I get – and aside from the odd tremor in my hands and a tendency to do things very slowly, it doesn’t really show. Nevertheless, it’s there. It’s the oddest sensation. Someone commented to me that I seemed very phlegmatic about it all, that they’d be terrified if it was happening to them. That’s my secret, Captain.¬†I’m always panicking.

So. I go into hospital tomorrow, and on Tuesday my brother Alistair will be donating a kidney to me. It’s a hell of a thing to do. It’s the biggest thing, and I know he’s as nervous as I am. If you want to say howdy and good luck, he’s @lostcosmonauts on Twitter.

I’ll see you all on the flip side.