In the beginning, I wanted to say that I never thought that I would ask you for help, but I do not see other options (
The history of my illness began at the age of seven. I fell ill, and later the doctors diagnosed: glomerulonephritis. Since then, I have always been under the supervision of doctors, and at 12 years old I was in the hospital for 7 months, because eretrocytes and protein in the urine were found.
Since then, problems have not been observed, but I did not often visit the doctors. At the age of 23, I began to notice a not pleasant state, the smells of chemistry in my nose, weakness, I could not raise my arms, they were forever drawn to the floor. And I decided to go for tests for creatinine and make kidney ulcers. The result was sad - creatinine 650 and my kidneys were missing, in place of the kidneys there were 2 small wrinkled balls .. It's hard to remember '( .
I was prescribed dialysis. This is scary. 2 Huge needles the size of a toothpick pierce your skin 3 times a week for 4 hours each time. I saw how people died who had been on dialysis for many years and this frightened me even more. For I am an ordinary person and I want to be like everyone else. What do I need all this for? What have I done wrong? these questions tormented me constantly.
Eternal weakness, I was like cotton wool. Eternal torment from thirst, but you can not drink much. Sometimes I wanted to die. But everything once changed. When my body was ready for a kidney transplantation, I moved to Moscow. In Moscow, I needed to take tests and prepare for the operation.
Usually in such cases the donor is the mother. But in my case everything was more complicated. My mother cried for a long time and could not understand why it all fell on me. But when I needed her help, my mother disappeared. She did not give tests, she "refused" to help me. I still do not know why she did not help me and did not explain anything.Then my father came to the rescue, the father who gave me a second life, the father who gave his kidney to me, who for a day without me can not live for what I'm grateful to him and all his life I will thank him !!! He never doubted, but said to me at once: "What are you worrying about? everything will be ok, you will be an ordinary person and forget it all as a terrible dream"
We went to the clinic where we were long prepared. And a week before the operation we were told: "you have different blood types and in order to perform the operation you need to pay $ 35,000 for a medicine"
An alternative option was to queue and wait for the donor body, which is about 2-4 years of waiting. We simply extorted money. The father did not lose his head and took me to another clinic where we were happy to receive and after 3 weeks made a transplant. clinic I with a creatinine 1200, and after operation he became 90 !!! I again felt like an ordinary person.
Over time, my creatinine rose to 120 and remained in this place. Until last year ... Last year, creatinine rose above 150 and I was sent to a biopsy. The biopsy showed no signs of rejection, it was more like nephrotoxicity. But my doctors did not can not answer a clear and only spread their hands. Months ago my creatinine was 200, now it was reduced to 160.It was a high dose of medications. Doctors every time spread their hands and say nonsense: "Maybe you do not eat right"?
Attitude towards the transplanted people does not suit me very much, nobody can say anything intelligible to me, everyone is guessing. I'm afraid of losing my father's kidney, I'm afraid to go back to dialysis, I do not want to go back there! Understand me !!
There's a lot more that I could tell, but it's all painful and sad. I just want to explain why I'm asking you for help
I have the citizenship of the country of the European Union. I have a disability of the European Union. I want to move to Spain, to Valencia. Spain №1 country for organ transplants, in Spain work superprofessionaly.Ya do not want to lose my kidney living here
In Valencia, the Hospital General Universitario La Fe, which deals with such issues. I was in Spain several times and learned everything, they will accept me there! I work remotely, I am the head of Internet projects. I can also work from Spain. I want to buy housing there, and move to live there with my father, and most importantly: GET QUALIFIED MEDICAL HELP!/
Thanks to everyone who will support me financially and morally, God keep you!