It has been such a long time since I last posted that I had to check the blog to find out when it was. A lot has happened in that period, all of it ripe for blogging, yet I have not quite managed to write anything down...at times it has been enough just to live it without having to reflect upon it, and oh how my therapist loves it when I do that. I will save you from the endless and exquisitely dull back-and-forth that has characterised my Dad's work-up for transplant so far, but currently the situation is thus: he is healthy enough to proceed with further tests to determine whether he can donate, but at this stage it remains unclear whether he will be able to donate to me . A second, and potentially more beneficial option, advocated by my Consultant, is to enter into the Paired Scheme: Dad would donate to a stranger in lieu of another stranger donating to me. Upside? I would get a better match than I might do from Dad, and it would still be a highly prized "live" donat...
Living, if not always loving, life on the UK transplant list.