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Good news folks, my mother doesn't have to wash my hair in a sink anymore. My hand is pretty much all healed up. Last Sunday I was talking with Steve's family and his brother is becoming a doctor and his is in his last residency. I showed him my hand and he told me to make an appointment with a hand surgeon to check my hand, because he didn't want any adverse effect with using my hand down the road. After I got off the phone I began freaking out a little, because I never thought about adverse effects I was thinking about how stupid I felt for taking out my stitches too early. I called my surgeon that did an amazing job putting two hearts in me and explained my story to him. He wasn't as worried as I was and told me to call in to his clinic to make an appointment. The next day I went after work to see him. I showed my hand and he thought it looked fine, all my worries went out the back door. He then told me that since I am on immunosuppressants that I don't heal up as fast. Our bodies are one incredible thing I have to say.
I haven't made an appointment to go see a high risk OBGYN yet, because there are a few things that I have to do prior. First, I have to go see a dermatologist annually to check my skin and make sure I don't have any skin cancer. I guess many transplant patients usually get skin cancer because all the medications they are on. This is why sunscreen is really important!! Second, I have to go and get a pap smear. It has been sometime since my last one. Both of those I am an appointment for, so after those are checked off I will be making appointment go see the high risk OBGYN that my doctors have given me. To see if we can really get my eggs harvested. Not sure how I feel about it yet, there are so many other factors involved. For example, I am going to have to be on hormone and hormone increase the chances of developing a blood clot, not good... We will have to wait and see.


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