“They’ve got a kidney for me, mum!” 3



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‘They’ve got a kidney for me Mum!’ My son Steve was almost shouting into the phone, he was so excited. My heart missed a beat, as I realised the enormity of his statement. This was the phone call we have all been waiting for. It had finally arrived. What now?

“I am on my way Steve.” I said replacing the receiver and grabbing the car keys in one movement. Then it happened! I started shaking and tears streamed down my cheeks. I knew I could not ‘let go’ now. Time was short. We had to get to the hospital as soon as possible. (Sooner even!) I managed to control my fears, as I got myself ready and within minutes we were heading for the hospital. 

I could not help thinking of all the years of watching my son’s health slowly deteriorating. The fatigue: the depression and the hopelessness of kidney failure.

The awful dialysis keeping him alive, but became the monster ruling his life. The restrictions, meaning he could not even play his beloved guitar. How many times had he said, “I can’t go on, Mum.” 

How many times had the family rallied and ‘been there’ for him? Helping to keep Steve ‘fighting’ back? Well he did. Now here it was: the phone call we had all prayed for had happened. Steve was on his way to receive the kidney transplant we had almost given up on, because of Steve’s very rare blood group. He had been told it could be a long wait, if ever. 

I had taken all the tests for him to have one of my kidneys, but was found to be incompatible. I was heartbroken. Steve had refused to let his young sister donate one of hers, because she was recently widowed and had two young children. Even though it meant life or death to him, Steve could not let her take the risk. Thoughts raced through my mind, as I drove to my son. Yes, I prayed! Prayed, that finally my son would be able to live to enjoy his life, as others did. No longer dependent on the dialysis. I prayed for the kidney donor and the wonderful family who were enabling my son to have the chance of a new life. 

When we arrived at the hospital Steve was rushed away for many more tests, and a lecture, as to the side effects. The reliance on anti-rejection drugs for the rest of his life. Then he was taken to the operating theatre, for a minimum of four hours, we were told. It was late evening when we made our way home. Only then did I let the floodgates open, as I sobbed for my son and for the family of the kidney donor. A life lost! A life saved! What wonderful people they are, that in the midst of their own grief they can think of saving another. God Bless them all. 

One o’clock in the morning Steve was taken to recovery. The new kidney was functioning, all was working well. I would be visiting him as soon as they allowed me to do so. All of our prayers have been answered. God speed your recovery my son! I love you.

Have you ever been in this situation with your own child? Share your story below.

Violet Apted

My name is Violet and I have two daughters and one son who have given me five adorable grandchildren. I have been freelance writer and tutor at U3A creative writing for 8 years as well as Writing forum host on 50plus website for 10 years and am now retired. I enjoy writing, using the computer and music and my dream would be to take a world cruise, as I have a love of the sea and also to write a bestseller! I’ve travelled to Egypt, Asia, Europe, USA, the UK and Africa but am originally from Sussex and lived in Kent before I moved to Australia in 1976 where I live in Brisbane. I am a contributing author in the book ‘FORGETMEKNOTS FROM THE FRONT PORCH’ published in USA last year by Obadiah Press. I have completed my first novel, a Murder abduction story and it is now published. All my books are available on amazon.com as well as FaceBook. My favourite writing would be Children’s stories and I have written many for my grandchildren. Two are now published!

  1. We are still waiting. My son was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes almost 30 years ago and now his kidneys have failed and we wait for a donated kidney and pancreas. My son has had all the pre-transplant tests required by his medical team and we have attended all the training sessions we needed to, now we wait. I do need to thank and acknowledge the family of the person willing to donate a kidney and pancreas for my son’s survival, to Donate Life to another person is the ultimate act of kindness and words will never express enough gratitude. God bless them all.

  2. My husband had kidney failure. Was on Dialysis . He had the common blood group 0 . It was 7 years before he was offered a kidney & it was a kidney that had cancer taken out of it . Twice that happened .i am thinking because he was in his early 60s they give them to the younger people . The rejection drugs cause cancer & they wanted to transplant him with a kidney that already had cancer in it. Cells have memories to come back . I am really pissed off with the treatment he received from the Transplant team at the John Hunter Hospital in Newcastle N S W . The Team never gave him a chance . I am still trying to come to terms with all that happened. I cared for him for 10 years, very hard . He passed 18 – 11- 14 Aged 69 . God bless anyone who has kidney failure.

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