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busted BIG time

Today at my appointment I got pretty much yelled at. I told them that I missed 3 doses, not all in a row. I missed 2 evening doses and 1 morning about 2 weeks ago. One of the doctors that I call my dad doctor, because he is a very strict and what he says goes. He told me that transplant patient ages 30 and younger usually pass because of not taking pills. I mean I knew how important my pills were because someone commented to never miss a dose. Also, he told me that rejection can happen within hours, HOURS!!!  By that time I was crying. He continues...If my prograf level is low, then I am going to have to come back before the  holiday to get a biopsy through the neck to check rejection. You know me, I would rather not go back in the hospital, especially if I am the reason why. My level came back at 10.8, they want me in between 8-10. I thought for sure I would be low,  because my last two blood draws were low. Dad doc was mad at me for not going to pick up the change in prograf the first time that my levels were low. That is when we went to St. George, he told me that I should off not gone. From now on, knowing what I know now I am going to not miss any doses and I am going to put a reminder on my phone very 12 hours. Now that I have had all day to roll over what happened this morning I have become more humble and gratified for my life. I mean I could of killed over while I was playing soccer, on one of my runs, at work working with a patient or just at home. Now that I am able to do all these things there is no way that it's going to be taken away from me again. This made me think...we are in charge of ourselves, we can have doctors, parents or someone we look up to telling us what to do, but we are the one with all the power. So, if it's pills to take every 12 hours or go for a run/walk that the person is telling you. I would just buck up and do it.

Happy Turkey Day be grateful for the small simple things and don't eat too much.

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