Admission day

(So I'm gonna try and fill in the blanks for the last week now but I'll date em in the right order! Apologies - particularly to Johanna the sub editor - if my tenses get mixed up between past and present ;-) )

Transplant admission day! Met Johanna at Embankment so we could book ourselves a place to eat for our evening escape and then wandered along the river in the sunshine to Guy's. Met Madeleine in the clinic, had some blood tests and then were taken along to the ward - felt strangely like we were off to a festie, what with packing face wipes and being ensconsed in blue plastic like a tent.

Then we were seen by the surgeons who were doing our operations and signed consent forms and so on - they drew on us, just to make sure they did the right bits.

They also told us that J's kidney had two arteries on it instead of one (her body clearly wanted to hold onto it), which meant the op was a tiny bit more complicated and there was an increased chance the kidney might not work straight away when it was connected, which was a bit of a worry. Only 4-5% though, so we tried to put it out of our heads.

... once that was all out the way we went out for pizza along the South Bank with a few people, which was a nice distraction. We played the "kidney" card a little bit to make sure we could get a table; possibly cheeky but how often do you get to have that excuse to try and blag something?? Then had a nice last drink with some friends at the BFI bar and caught a train back to Guy's.

Got back to the hospital about 11pm... Can't recall if I slept much really, hospital wards are not the most restful places, but more on that later.