Twelve years ago yesterday, I gave my left kidney to Robert Phillips—a decision I've never regretted. We continue to share the same two healthy kidneys between us today.
Another birthday has come and gone, which means another reminder to find out how my right kidney is faring since I gave away her mate 11 years ago.
“I like your haircut,” my colleague said as our paths merged on the way out of the hospital. “Thanks,” I smiled automatically, though I was surprised to hear the compliment since I cut my mid-back length locks off down to a short natural a year and a half prior. Clearly, it had been a while since we’d seen each other.
I sat in an audience of about 500 other nephrologists learning the latest about diseases affecting the filtering parts of the kidney, the glomeruli, and their treatments. It was the second day of the American Society of Nephrology Kidney Week and the end of a very long day of lectures that would be capped off with a discussion of case studies, led by experts in diseases of the glomeruli, the answers unknown to them and us.