This Bud’s for you, kidney

Since I was first diagnosed with UU and it was even suggested that I might have one kidney, I’ve been trying to make the most of the situation using some self-depricating humor, mostly with my husband but occassionally with a friend aware of my situation. While I’ve been trying to conceive for 18 months I’ve stayed relatively far away from the alcohol, or only imbibed when I knew I was in the clear for that cycle. My family makes it difficult because they really like to drink, and suddenly refusing to have alcohol in their company would probably raise a few eyebrows and give me looks of disapproval, much less start the gossip mill. And the last thing I need is my grandmother on the phone asking “Any news?” more than she already does every week.

Anyway, it’s pretty rare that I have a drink and I’ve become a cheap date because of it. And instead of cheering, “Down the hatch!” I would say something like, “Get to work, one good kidney!” I know for some people that may not be funny, but for me in order to get through this you have to have a sense of humor about it all.¬†

When I found out the results of my MRI, that indeed I have a left-side unicornuate uterus, 2 ovaries, and 2 kidneys, I had two glasses of wine that night Рone for each kidney to work on. Keep up the good work, guys!