Well, I don't know who else to share this with and I seem to spend so much time complaining online that I definitely think I need to post something happy for once.

Sunday was my mother's two-year kidney-transplant anniversary.

I know that transplants don't always go that well, and aren't a perfect fix but, man, I can't tell y'all what a huge difference it's made in her. She was so sick she literally couldn't sit up for more than about twenty minutes at a time. If she wanted to go shopping, we would have to go to Wal-Mart (which provides wheelchairs), park as close as possible, and basically drag her in. Then we'd have to shop as fast as we could before she couldn't sit up any longer.

Her donor was a friend of ours from church, who is still very much alive but minus a kidney, so I sort of have a new aunt in the deal, too.

If I end up brain-dead for whatever reason, they can have everything of mine they can take. I don't want to be kept alive as a vegetable and if it makes that big a difference in someone else's life, they're welcome to my parts.