“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.
belated birthday checkup
10 years and counting!
Happy 10th re-birthday to Robert! Today marks the 10th year of Robert and me sharing two healthy kidneys between us.
wanted dead or alive (kidney)
When met with people in awe that I was able to donate a kidney to Robert, I have joked on more than one occasion that instead of the popular pickup line of the 1970s, “Hey Girl, what’s your sign?” Robert’s was “Hey Girl, what’s your blood type?”— implying that our match wasn’t entirely random, that Robert only dated women who were potential donors.