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As most people know, those of us who have received the gift of life through an organ transplant will be on medication for the rest of our lives. The types and amounts of medications vary depending on the type of transplant received, how the transplanted organ is functioning, how far out from the transplant we are, etc. The one common prescription we all have is for immunosuppressive therapy – anti-rejection meds.
When I first started working as a chaplain with patients who had received transplants, the amounts of the meds and the number of times per day they had to take them was at least staggering if not overwhelming. Particularly with kids, compliance with taking the required medications is always a prime post-transplant concern. It is truly amazing how far science has come.
I have it pretty easy – I take my anti-rejection and blood pressure meds with a vitamin in the morning. And just the anti-rejection in the evening. And believe me, that is as sacred a daily ritual for me as any.
Like all medications, there are possible “common” side effects to those I take. And there are days that I do experience one of those effects from the anti-rejection pill, most often in the morning. Putting it delicately, those days I have to make frequent and sometimes lengthy trips to the bathroom. Enough so that I have a fair amount of reading material available to keep my mind occupied while my body does it’s thing (a little dualism there for the philosophers amongst us).
Yesterday was one of those days. I had finished the first of what I knew would be a few times in my reading room. My smart phone was in my jeans pocket. What I didn’t know is that I had unintentionally toggled the phone’s navigator to on as I put my pants back in place. About ten steps out of the bathroom, a female voice instructed me: “In fifteen feet, make a u-turn.”
Smart phone? How ’bout smart-a** phone! Ya gotta laugh!