
So I never shared my fantastic kidney/heart news.
And I think I kept this from you all. This part of what happened just after I was cleared. I think you know I've been fighting with the transplant team from day one. I'm confident it's not all about the "mouthy I hate lies" me. Because I had zero issues/personality conflicts with T's team/hospital and they wouldn't let us move. I loved them.
Well anyway when I was finally cleared I mouthed off/questioned/backed their lies into a corner in a way. The nephrologist had seen me and cleared me and her words were used by me. She said - actually shouted "there is no way _________(test) is not done - you would never be in my office". It wasn't. They tried to back track and I used her words to say "lying".
Then they played school yard.
Remember I was CLEARED. So without a phone call she fired back with a requisition for another test that I didn't need and took away my clearance. And it was a slap in the weight area. Long long story but it was something that was not a concern because my BP and cholesterol were perfect and the EKG, ECG - and Stress Echo were fine. And a test that you only do if there is a concerning number surrounding it. So it was her being _________.
So when I went in for pre-surgery fun for all. I got results. I ROCKED that test.

Yes sir. Take that annoying disrespectful don't call me to say now not cleared doc!!!!!!!!!!!
AND I'm sorry but I'm thrilled. I am BEYOND HEALTHY. I had to see a boatload of medical personnel. And they all said the same thing.
The surgeon was asked. Well let me say something about kidneys first. You can live with one because some of us right now maybe even on the thread - without you even knowing it - without a clue - might have a kidney that is not even working or very low capacity. It happens sometimes in testing they told me - someone comes in to donate and they find out. And they have no idea.
Plus, one grows - or tries to - to try to improve the situation when one comes out. Fascinating, eh?
So one comes out - the other might grow to get you to 75% of where you were. Maybe but if it stays at 50% of where you were it's fine.
So surgeon is asked by me where I was at - less than 100%? Where?
He sighs. And shakes his head. And says "Lisa - ummm about 125%. Here is the rest of the population and here are YOU.

I need to send that boy back to medical school because 125% makes no sense. Winking.
So I say "lucky, eh?" "genetics". And he says neither lucky nor genetics can cover all of that Lisa.
And then the anethesiologist goes over my stress test. Remember that fun in the summer! She starts off with I don't want to alarm you with the EKG first.
Apparently, my heart does something that it is not supposed to do - goes down when it should go up. She couldn't explain it to me. It's strange but not a concern because it does it in a pattern over many ECGs. And one of my kidneys has two arterial veins/arterties instead of one

- - so I'm keeping that one. Genetic freak. I LOVE it!!!!!!!!!!!

It so makes up for the legs.
(She did mention that there was a marker of something in the valve area - that was of no concern - I thought of my mom because you are born with faulty valves - oh well who knows - she said it was nada - just a notation)
SO the stress test. I told her I'm very interested in the cardio of that. She smiles. I LOVE her.

. She says Lisa - stress tests are done on people without heart problems (end up not having any) and that are testing like you. Many many people beg to get off at a "4.5". 2 is us here talking. 4.5 is dancing. 6/7 is jogging - aerobic. We got
you off - asked you to stop you were at 10.4 - that's running. Your HR was beyond capacity over 100% and you were still on.
OMG, THRILLED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And beyond thrilled it was all so effin' fascinating.
(I interrupt my own lovefest

to tell you all get a EKG after 40 so that if there are issues at 50/60/70 they have a baseline to compare - plus heart disease is the major killer of women - more than anything)
Okay, back to pompous me.
Why am I so thrilled? I can't even explain to you how thrilling this was for a girl who was born at almost ten pounds - reads obese on a BMI because I'm simply big and heavy not fat fat - at a great size will still read overweight - never was small - will never be small - who no one thinks is fit - is called fat because she's merely BIG . Is always underestimated in this area. You know how many times I've wanted to yell at someone "you have no effin' IDEA what's inside here" . You know that's a lie. I started to actually BELIEVE society. And that's the saddest part of it all. I lost my own voice and knowing at times.
It's like the SWEETEST REVENGE - in my head only

-ever. I guess it's the way you all feel when you finish the race. It's so wonderful.
It beats ANY weight loss.
And I know this sounds VERY POMPOUS and PATRONIZING but I can't help but think that some of my difficult emotional work in life is producing some of that health in my body. I'm a big believer in mind/body. Yes I'm lucky. Yes genetics for sure. Yes I'm good to myself food/exercise wise for the most part. But I smile with all my emotional work.

It's been a long road and payback is not always apparent.
Okay, done. That part.
