1 Month Post-Kidney Transplant… Post

One month ago, I woke up in the hospital.
One month ago, I woke up with a living donor’s kidney.
One month ago, I woke up with a new hope transplanted into me.

This past month has been a blur of healing, resting, recovering. Gratitude, and even more gratitude.
Every positive lab result. Every reassuring doctor visit. Every slow, painfully stubborn walk around the block to speed up my recovery. Every deep breath feels like a gift.

But I’m still learning how to carry this gift.
Still learning how to honor it and the living donor I haven’t met.
Still learning how to live in a world no longer ruled by kidney dialysis and all the uncertainty that came with it.

I’m thankful for every message, every prayer, every card, and every person who paused to read these posts.
For those who took a moment to learn something new about kidney disease, dialysis, or transplant.
You’ve helped me feel seen. And less alone.

This isn’t just a new chapter.
It’s a new me. Waking up each day with more energy and less pain.
The scars remain, as expected. They remind me: I’m still here. I’m still healing. I’m still human.

One month in, and I am… forever grateful for this new chance.
For this new kidney. For this extended quality of life.


Related Post:
Read Jeff’s One Month Update: Kidney Donor Month Update (S+1 Month)

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