Sorry for being interrupted with my last blog entry.  I'm still getting use to this.  So back to last Friday... Johnson and I went to the hospital in the morning and he needed to do a renal scan in the afternoon.  The doctors were worried that there was residual ATN in his new kidney, and if our bloodwork did not come back a bit lower today then he would need a biopsy on Monday.  I'm not sure any of you ever watch the TV show "King of Queens" but if you do, Johnson and I like ourselves to Doug and Carrie.  There was an episode where Carrie was praying for a pair of designer shoes to go on sale... and when Doug found out, he told her that she couldn't pray for those types of things.  However, the next day Carrie came home with the shoes at 50% off!  So her prayers could only be used for good and not evil. HA HA!! So there I was hands together in the lab, making my most concentrated face... praying like Carrie Heffernan that his bloodwork would be fine.  Later that afternoon when we got home, we had a visitor.  It was a fellow Team Diabetes participant whom I've only ever corresponded with via e-mail.  He's from the East coast and his name is Peter McDougall.  He was flying into Ottawa on business, and wanted to meet us.  Peter my friend... it was so very nice to meet you!  You were so easy to speak with, and I feel if we had been given the chance we all could have stayed up into the early hours of the night just chatting away!  Thanks for the visit, Johnson and I were honored to have met you!

This Sunday... today, Johnson and I were invited up to the front of our church to talk about our transplant story.  We give all praise and glory to GOD for bringing us through the transplant and for every need of ours being met in abundance!

Tomorrow I meet with my Nephrologist.  I'm not sure I told many of you why our transplant kept getting delayed, but it was because a small kidney stone was found in my right kidney.  Johnson and I kept this private for some time as we didn't want to un-necessarily want to worry our families.  What does this mean?  It means that I have a very small 1mm kidney stone in my only remaining kidney.  I must keep well hydrated for the rest of my life, and as a preventative measure, to ensure the kidney stone does not get any bigger, I will have to drink 1 cup of fresh lemon juice every day for the rest of my life.  This is harder said than done.  Not that I don't like lemonade, it's just that it's a real pain in the tush to make every day!  I think this will be Johnson's new job for life.  I mean... this is one way he could pay me back, and it's easy... just make me a lemonade everyday!

I had my family to the house after church today.  This was to be a celebration!  I wanted to THANK all of my family for all they did for Johnson and I during our time of need.  Well... it didn't quite go the way I had planned it... I had written a speech of sorts I wanted to read to everyone expressing how I felt, but some family members didn't make it.  Here I was left with $90.00 worth of Pizza and only a handful of people to eat it.  Well... my intentions were true... I just wanted to say thanks... maybe next time.