Today is the one year anniversary of receiving my new kidney at Barnes Jewish Hospital in St. Louis.  For those of you in the area who see me regularly you know what a wonderful gift it is and how it's dramatically improved my life.  For those of you outside the St. Louis region or out of  country, I'm back doing whatever I want and have not felt this good in several years. I'm able to eat and drink what I want and I no longer have any physical restrictions. I will take anti-rejections meds for the rest of my life. But, my doctors have taken me off several meds I needed after the transplant. Tomorrow I will stop taking another.

You will never know how thankful I am for this miracle that arrived literally days before I would've started dialysis.  God's timing is perfect and the kidney he gave me is a champion. For that I am thankful. To God be all the Glory!

I'm also thankful to the nurses, doctors and health care professionals on my transplant team who have worked with me since May 11, 2024. And a shout out to my transplant coordinator Char, who I've probably driven crazy with a million questions and concerns.

Thank you to my family, especially my sisters Lynn and Cara and my brother John. You will never know how much what you did for me means to me.

Thank you to my friends, neighbors, coworkers and church family.  You were all there for me when I needed help.  As the saying goes, "A friend in need, is a friend indeed".  Thank you all for the love and compassion you've shown me in the past 365 days. I will never forget it.

I had a few minor setbacks during the past year including losing a battle with my yard waste container in October. I fell on my abdomen and put a few large gashes in my left leg in the accident. It ultimately required three interventional radiology procedures at Barnes on Kingshighway to drain fluid from the area around the new organ.  A week later I also managed to get bit by a dog.  When I called my coordinator to see how to handle it, she said there was no protocol for a transplant patient getting bit by a dog.  My guess is there is now!  My PCP handled it by removing torn skin, cleansing the wound, putting Neosporin on it and giving me a tetanus shot. In the big picture those incidents were just blips on the radar screen.

This is much longer than I intended.  But, if I may leave you with a thought, please consider becoming an organ donor if you've not already done so. You can help many lives by signing the back of your driver's license. It only takes a minute.  One very generous person, who signed the back of their driver's license, gave me a second chance at life

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