I don't have a ton to say right now, but I couldn't just leave a post up about carrying around my urine for more than a day. I felt I needed to follow it up with something...anything.
The pee was for my day-long diagnostic donor testing today.
I had a battery of tests that included:
Meeting with dietician
Psychosocial eval (weird being on the other end for once!)
CAT scan of abdomen
10 more vials of blood
The only thing I really have to report about all of this is that my heart rate is somewhat slow, though the tech guy said, "Do you work out?"
I also found out that my brother was admitted to the hospital tonight because he is declining pretty quick. My mom wouldn't say it, but part of me wonders if they will want to move up the kidney transplant before the race, thus taking me out of it. AGAIN.
I am not going to agonize over this until it happens.