There’s hardly anything more comforting during the summer before The Year of the Transplant than watching your kids, their cousin, and The World’s Best Babysitter, Who Everyone With Kids Shall Be Jealous and Envious is Ours, Ours, Ours, having fun on the beach. During this beach trip as I watched all the kids throw sand, look for shells, ride the waves on boogie boards, swim in the pool, bike, eat ice cream, sleep well and eat Flavo’ices I was, well…comforted.
I was thinking that if The Year of The Transplant is really bad, how simply amazing it will be to look back at this time and remember a boy, who my sister – the nurse, says "has that renal failure look" playing in the sand until the sun went down with the enthusiasm of a healthy boy who isn’t in renal failure.
