Since the transplant two years ago, things have been great with the numbers. But recently, during routine checks, the numbers have been freaking out. Six weeks ago, my creatnine went up to 1.6 (1.0 is ideal). So we adapted some meds, and it went down to 1.2 again. Then two weeks later, it was 1.7. Not wanting to risk waiting around too long (this is my second transplant, after all), I asked my Dr. if he wanted to do a biopsy. He said it wasn't a bad idea, and that we should draw labs one more time to make sure.
Yesterday I drew my labs, my creatnine jumped to 1.9, and my blood pressure was around 160/100 (really really high for me since transplant). My doctor called and didn't give me the option of backing out of the biopsy. He said he had tested my immuno levels to make sure it wasn't a mild rejection, which it isn't. He checked to see if I had a virus, and I didn't. So he is a little baffled. Always a scary sign. I am planning on contacting Iowa tomorrow just to keep them up to date.
As a side note, my great friend Chelsea brought me some essential oils to help with the kidney and blood pressure issues (lavender was my jam). Let me note that nothing has been able to bring my blood pressure down, but this morning when we arrived and they tested it, it had gone down to 126/88. Pretty much the perfect level. Those oils are really intriguing me.
So today we waited around a while before we did a biopsy, during which Matthew and I took a few pictures of course.
Waiting to get checked in
Waiting for the Biopsy , Matthew was a nervous wreck today. But can you blame him? What a sweetheart.
It was hard to get these zebra shoes on with those rubber hospital socks, trust me.
Now we are waiting for results. I am staying overnight by myself because
Matthew has a long day at work tomorrow. There's a beautiful spring storm and I consider that a great omen. After all, I have a zebra umbrella now!:)
I will update as soon as I know more tomorrow.
Thank you so much for your kind words and solid support, everyone. I appreciate your reaching out
We never feel alone in this.