014 My Struggle As A Kidney Patient Part 7: What It Takes To Donate An Organ

My brother decided he will donate his kidney, but both organ donation and transplant are not easy processes.  A number of procedural requirements are involved in it. 

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013.My Struggle As Kidney Patient Part 6: Plan of God

This Picture we clicked when we met him over lunch and incidentley a few months before I fell sick

My brother Nitin is the eldest, then Mamata and then me. We call him Dada. Growing up, we were extremely close. We have some amazing childhood memories and I have to share this particular memory that we have pulled his leg for an eternity, but to a large extent, has played out in real life.

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012.My Struggle As A Kidney Patient Part 5: The Real Miracle Moment

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My health started improving. I was working hard on getting independent.  I managed to get rid of the medical bed, wheelchair and walker. I started doing a lot of things independently at home. I still needed help, but the dependency had greatly reduced. I could help myself to the loo, have a bath on my own and walk around at home on my own. We discontinued the night nurse. Now I could sleep on my own in my room. 

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011.My Struggle As A Kidney Patient Part 4: Looks Are A Lot Of Things If Not Everything

One gets used to looking a certain way. We always take pride in the way we look and take every effort to look our best. One constantly hears statements like “If you look good you feel good.” I enjoy dressing up, putting on make-up and making parlor visit to get a mani-pedi. Looking good is the last thing on the mind of a sick person, but a change in the looks due to sickness has a huge impact on a patient’s self-esteem.

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Mystery Of Missing Money

Your first job is always special and some incidents from your first jobs will forever remain with you. This particular incident still haunts me.

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In 1998, I started working for a bank and had joined  their Mumbai branch. I was put on a one year training program to get accustomed to ways of working.  Initially, I was made a cashier. Being a fresh MBA graduate, I had lofty ideas of work I should be doing and didn’t like being cashier. What grey matter you need to count currency. I hated the job. 

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