a big day

dear readers, this is uncle martin. he is himself's youngest brother. himself is the third of four brothers. they are very close in age, and the oldest one, uncle pete, is a beefburger person, although no-one knew when he was a boy, so his strange behaviour was a mystery to everyone. when asked how she managed, grandma says "it was all a bit of a blur!"

grandma is a piano teacher and when himself and the uncles were young she used to have pupils for lessons in the front room, leaving himself and the uncles to play football in the back room (a pastime which was not great for the furniture).

uncle martin is a cabinet maker and has very skilled hands. he made our table for the peeps for a wedding present. he is also a very kind man. he has agreed to be tested to see if he can donate a kidney to himself. this would be a marvelous gift. it would mean that himself would not need dialysis - the kidney could be put in as soon as all the tests have been done. it would mean that himself would soon be back to his old self, with a bit more energy and a bit less moodiness.

the first test is today. himself has to go to his renal unit and uncle martin has to go to the renal unit where he lives. blood samples are taken from both of them and taken up to london by motorbike courier. then they are mixed together to see if the blood argues. if the blood argues, it means that uncle martin cannot donate a kidney. this is because the kidney would argue too. i am hopeful that blood is similar to its owner. in that case all would be well as himself and uncle martin get on very well together. if all is not well then himself will just have to carry on waiting on the list for a kidney.

so my lady friend and i, and my boy and herself, are all sitting around with our fingers and paws crossed. i will let you know as soon as we have any news.