Not sure which I think is cooler: That living kidney donor Tammy Steele and her kidney recipient, friend Carolyne Bryant, both kept diaries to document their experiences and were willing to open those diaries up to the public; or that the Tacoma News Tribune was willing to excerpt those diaries in the pages of their newspaper late last month.
Either way, donors and recipients alike can benefit from hearing part of their story, if only in building our confidence in knowing that we are not alone as we encounter the fears, frustrations, and emotions of this journey. I’m a little late in posting about it, because the story ran in the May 28 edition, but it’s still available online in the paper’s archives.
As a writer myself, I can’t imagine having gone through my living donation without dumping my thoughts down on paper (or on my old blog). The value then was highly therapeutic. The value now, even more immense. I have a record to look back on that reminds me of my thoughts and feelings, that brings me back emotionally to the highs and keeps the lows feeling real. It’s worth it! Not sure where to start? If I remember correctly from when I was eight, the words “Dear Diary…” often do the trick!