Thank goodness the roads are at least clear. I am driving the new addition (the son is borrowing my CRV while he gets a tire fixed - that's a long story in itself) Don't get me wrong I enjoy zipping along like a silver bullet, but I don't enjoy having to clean the bullet when there is wet "slush" all over it.
We had a little celebration over the weekend for the newest member. A cake, some pictures, - ok, it was a very little celebration
So that was Saturday.
Sunday I committed to something that will take another item off my 50 list. One of the items was to walk/run a 5 km race. Well I think I have gone over that somewhat. I signed up for the Kidney March. It is a 3 day walk that covers 100 km. I had looked at a few different races/causes. I also had to look at what I was capable of and something that had meaning for me. This March had many attributes that I could take hold of. I don't know a lot of people with kidney problems - or maybe I know the people but just don't know about their battle. Two significant people I know are my mom; her kidneys are starting to fail on her. I believe the cause is mostly from all the meds she is on for other related illnesses. The other person was my Uncle Len. I believe he actually had to go for the dialysis. On this walk, there are some people who actually do the walk during the day, and at night do their dialysis. There was also a lady at the Kidney March fundraiser opener who explained why she was doing the walk. Her husband developed kidney problems and was put on dialysis until a match could be found. After some testing, the wife found out she was a match - she said it was an amazing feeling to know that she could donate a kidney and help free her husband from the hell he was in. Two days before she was scheduled for surgery, she felt a pain so great, that even childbirth seemed like a headache. Turns out she had passed a couple of kidney stones. The doctors then told her she was no longer a candidate for donating a kidney. Because she had developed these stones, and was now susceptible to them, she needed to keep both her kidneys. She said it was like a grieving process. Her husband is still doing dialysis three times a week and waiting for a new kidney. She was so inspirational, that if I hadn't have already signed up for the walk, I would have right then and there.
So don't be surprised if you receive an email from me, looking for your support. In keeping with my personality, I put my request in the form of a poem. You can go to the kidney march website. Click on sponsor a Marcher and type in my name.
I will keep you all posted on my training progress (did my first 5 k walk on Sunday)
Stacey

