My transplant coordinator told me the bad news. There was an issue with my donor, she said, and the whole thing--all my appointments, and my transplant--is cancelled.
Not even rescheduled.
Just cancelled.
DAMN!!!
I only have one thing to say.
I'm sooooooooooooooooo glad that one of the elevators at Fresenius goes up to the roof, because when I get back from my vacation, I'm going to throw myself off of that roof.
No transplant????????
At all????????????
Yes...those words in mind, throwing myself off the roof would only improve my health.
But--I'm still leaving for my vacation today.
However, I can't promise that I'll come back.
Ta-ta for now!!
