A Kidney for Katrina

About me: I enjoy long walks on the beach, sunsets over the mountains, playing in the rain.  Looking for kidney to help me continue these activities for several more years without exhaustion, dialysis, or ridiculous dietary restrictions (looking at you potassium). About you: Wonderful, amazing person willing to share your second kidney with a slightly less wonderful amazing person.  Screening, matching, and surgery done through my transplant program, you just need to call and start the process. If interested, email akidneyforkatrina@gmail.com

Hi, Welcome to my little corner of the interwebs where I plan to educate the masses about kidney disease, specifically IgA Nephropathy while I beg for a kidney.  Why beg?  Well, I'm a 38 year old mother and wife and I have a whole lotta life left to live.  I'd like to do it as happily and healthily as possible and for that, I need a new kidney.  But I'm getting way ahead of myself, lets start at the beginning. It was a rainy spring day in April, 1979 and I was just starting my journey into this world.  What?  You don't want to go back that far?  Fine.  Lets skip ahead to childhood.  I was a mostly healthy child who suffered multiple ear infections and strep throat, as kids often do. When I was in the 6th grade, I got strep throat and a fever accompanied by a rash on my legs and very dark tea colored urine.  TMI?  Too bad, we're gonna talk about pee a bunch around here.  My parents did what parents do and took me to the doct...