My name is Patty and I donated my kidney in November 2017 to stranger. My sister donated her kidney 15 years ago to our stepdad and I never considered donating myself. In 2016, I saw a woman give a 5-minute talk about how a stranger saved her brother’s life by giving him her kidney and I thought “That’s a thing?!?!” I knew then I was going to donate. I started working on the process the next day and, three days before my surgery, I had a Santa-themed going away party for my kidney.
My life has only gotten better since donating my kidney. I was quickly back to my exercise routine of yoga and hiking and I feel stronger than ever! I’ve made amazing new friends and have found it so meaningful to give talks, volunteer, and raise awareness about the issue of live kidney donation. I’m now part of a community of people that all have something very unique in common. I have never regretted the decision to donate and my life is infinitely better because of it. You can see my 5-minute talk about it on YouTube. https://youtu.be/4XsBKoIWoiQ
I donated a kidney to my aunt December 2, 2009. I was living in Southern California at the time where I was born and raised. Three weeks after the donation I moved to Durango. I was 36 at the time of surgery. There is nothing I can’t do that I did before the surgery. My mom lost a kidney as a child and lives a healthy happy life so I was not reluctant to donate for one second.
My grandson has a condition where the over production of Creatine reduced his kidney function to 5% at the age of 20. He was on dialysis 3 nights a week and had to drop out of university.
I am 64 and matched with him at first, then an emergency transfusion changed that. Long story short, I donated a kidney to another person, whose partner’s kidney was suitable for my grandson. We are 6 days into recovery and both doing remarkably well!
Bottom line – I love my dad. For a few years, it was just the two of us (and a box of mac & cheese). When I found out that he had kidney disease and would possibly need a transplant, my first thought was when, where, and how do I get tested. Being the oldest of five, I knew it was my responsibility to step up and step in to help save my dad. There was nothing I wanted more than for my much younger siblings to have the same amount of time with our dad that I had. I mean, who else would enforce the strict curfew that I had to suffer through!?!?
Three years ago today, at the age of 25, I donated my “plump” left kidney to my dad and I would do it all over if I could. Being a fourth-grade teacher with summers off, I knew the best way possible to spend my break was saving my dad’s life. I currently “rock 1 kidney” by living the best life I can, teaching the fourth graders that I love!!
I donated a kidney to my cousin, Jeff, at UCLA on March 31, 2016. I was a healthy 64 year-old woman living in Maine with my retired husband and golden retriever. Our children were grown and scattered. My cousin had been on dialysis for 6 months and his quality of life was unacceptable. There was no one else in the family who hadn’t had cancer so I stepped up and offered a kidney.
It was the easiest operation I could have contemplated. I was sightseeing on Santa Monica pier 4 days after the operation. I was walking the dog three miles a day within a week. I was walking 18 holes and playing golf 6 weeks later but feeling like I could have done it earlier. I cross country ski in the winter.
99% of the time I don’t even remember that I have only one kidney. I feel great and recommend that healthy people consider giving a kidney. My cousin is extremely appreciative and thanks me often. I wish I had offered earlier.
Ali Golian donated a kidney to a colleague, Sonia, who he hadn’t seen in five years! Now he rocks one kidney by trying to spread the word about living kidney donation, even appearing on TV in the United Kingdom! He shared with Rock 1 Kidney:
It’s great to see her progress and now she’s living a normal life with my old kidney! I’ve now got a healthier lifestyle and see life in a different way.
Since donating I’ve learned that we have the power to change everything in our lives. We have the power to change our mindset in order to change our lives. I’ve learned that we can NOT blame others for the way we feel and receive things. Everything is in our own hands. If we accept this we won’t suffer anymore.
This is me, rocking 1 kidney with my days old daughter. When I decided to donate to my sister, fertility was one thing no one really knew much about. Baby was happily carried to term (well a little past term, actually) and everyone remained healthy throughout with no kidney complications.
I donated my left kidney in June of 2013. How it happened: I saw a post on my friend’s Facebook page about her sick brother-in-law. This friend was actually a friend of my sister’s from high school many years before. We had not seen each other in well over 10 years. Nevertheless, I felt like my heartstrings were being pulled, so I prayed. Then I sent my friend a message about her brother-in-law. Basically I asked how I could be tested. I ended up getting in touch with his donation coordinator at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minn. She sent a kit, and I was to have blood run and my urine collected. But I knew I was going to match, I just knew…and I was scared. So I let the kit sit on my counter…and it sat…and a couple of weeks later, I prayed again. I stopped putting it off, went and did the blood work and collected my urine for 24 hours. As I knew they would be, the results were positive for further testing. At this point I had befriended my possible recipient and his wife on Facebook. They knew that I was testing further, and that I would donate. I spoke with Tricia, Dennis’ wife, on the phone after getting the ‘you’re a match’ call. She cried. I cried.
Two weeks before the surgery, I was getting very nervous. I cried with my mom on the way to dinner one night. I was visiting from 1 1/2 hours away, and Dennis lived in the same town as my family. I told my mom that of God wanted me to donate, he was going to have to let me know in a big way. I wiped my tears and we went in the restaurant. God showed up! Not even 10 minutes after we sat down, Dennis, Tricia, and their children walked in! We had never met, but I recognized them from Facebook. I went over to their table and introduced myself. We took a picture together and told each other that we would see each other at the Mayo soon! From that point on, I was excited, nervous too, but mostly excited. That was in 2013. He and his family are very dear to me. We will always be connected, and I feel honored to have been able to help another human in such a humbling way.
My name’s Cori Vance and I’m 23 years old. I donated my kidney to my stepmom on November 4, 2015. Our surgery took place at UnityPoint Methodist Hospital in Des Moines. My stepmom was suffering from polycystic kidney disease, which eventually led to her being added to the transplant list and starting dialysis.
I secretly got in contact with the transplant coordinator who was amazing. Once finding out I was a match I didn’t hesitate! The date was picked and set!
After surgery seeing my mom walk laps around me and her REAL smile, I’ll never forget that moment. Today she’s doing awesome and she’s a whole new person. The way I see it is my parents gave me the gift of life and I, in return had the privilege of giving my mom a different ending to her life story!
For me, I now work on the Kidney Transplant floor alongside the staff that helped me along the way to recovery. So to this day I’m honored to help educate, take care of and share my experience with others, while rocking my 1 kidney!!
Five years ago, my family was dealt some terrible news: My uncle needed a kidney transplant. Always being the type of person that put others first, he refused to let any of us donate. Never being the type to listen, I went through the testing anyway.
Anyone that knows him knows that the world is a better place with a healthy Charles Welch. The man who gave everything to others would finally be repaid for the good he has done. Little did I know how this would help me too. Being a living donor saved my life! !t gave me time to reflect and completely changed how I viewed the world.
Five years later, we’re both healthier than we were then. He has a thriving business. I went back to college and graduated, married the most beautiful woman in the world, and got the job of my dreams. None of this would’ve been possible had it not been for that life-saving surgery. Being a living donor gave me a connection that few ever know. One of the most amazing men I know became more of a mentor. It’s safe to say we saved each other!