I just wanted to share my experiences on this subject.
When I was eight I was diagnosed with kidney disease. At age 13 I went into renal failure and spent the next 22 months on peritoneal dialysis. It wasn’t fun. I was alive, but not feeling great. I missed out on a lot as I had to be tied up to that machine for 10 – 12 hours a day.
When I was 15 my father donated his left kidney to me. My quality of life shot way up, up to where everyone else’s was my age. In total, I have three kidneys, my original two, plus his. Rarely do the original kidneys get removed. They only get removed if there’s a possibility that the original disease that attacked the first two can attack the new one.
As of September, I’ve lived longer with my father’s kidney in me, than I did with my original two kidneys + dialysis. My kidney functions are excellent and probably better than most peoples.
As with any surgery there can be risks. Roughly twelve hours after my father left the operating room, he was wheeled back in for emergency surgery because one of his arteries hadn’t been tied up properly.
As for my father’s health, other than the artery flub, it has never suffered. Sure he had a few weeks of discomfort from the surgery, but that was to be expected.
I’ve never met a donor who had any regrets whatsoever – and I’ve met a lot of donors. I also can’t recall ever meeting a donor whose health suffered long term, I’m not saying it can’t happen, but they make sure you’re in pretty good shape before they let you donate.
When I was eight I was diagnosed with kidney disease. At age 13 I went into renal failure and spent the next 22 months on peritoneal dialysis. It wasn’t fun. I was alive, but not feeling great. I missed out on a lot as I had to be tied up to that machine for 10 – 12 hours a day.
When I was 15 my father donated his left kidney to me. My quality of life shot way up, up to where everyone else’s was my age. In total, I have three kidneys, my original two, plus his. Rarely do the original kidneys get removed. They only get removed if there’s a possibility that the original disease that attacked the first two can attack the new one.
As of September, I’ve lived longer with my father’s kidney in me, than I did with my original two kidneys + dialysis. My kidney functions are excellent and probably better than most peoples.
As with any surgery there can be risks. Roughly twelve hours after my father left the operating room, he was wheeled back in for emergency surgery because one of his arteries hadn’t been tied up properly.
As for my father’s health, other than the artery flub, it has never suffered. Sure he had a few weeks of discomfort from the surgery, but that was to be expected.
I’ve never met a donor who had any regrets whatsoever – and I’ve met a lot of donors. I also can’t recall ever meeting a donor whose health suffered long term, I’m not saying it can’t happen, but they make sure you’re in pretty good shape before they let you donate.