Left ya hanging on that Levey study, didn’t I? Well, if you were resourceful and curious boys and girls, you probably dug it up yourselves by now. I apologize for the delay, I wlll get back to it eventually.
In the last month, I’ve had three deaths. My handsome of all handomes Dragon, a friend with a troubled past, and a member of my writers group. Needless to say, I’m tapped out on all the grieving and reminiscing and pondering of my own mortality. My coffers are on empty (literally; I just had a $1000 car repair bill).
And then there are the struggles to be an effective advocate. Know it or not, trying to change the world is a lot like swimming from Florida to Cuba: stressful, exhausting and full of hidden creatures that do their best to sting and maim you until you seek refuge in the boat. Part of the world thinks you’re crazy, part of it watches in curiosity, and the rest flip the channel to NFL, NASCAR or American Idol.
I apologize for being vague, but I’m trying to maintain some dimension of professionalism. To know that your work (eg website) is responsible for a national media story, but have the reporter not bother to contact you? To have an editor request my recipient’s permission to tell my living donor story? To have other folks dismiss me as a ‘freelance writer’ or ‘LD with a website’ when I, in fact, have a MASTERS DEGREE IN COUNSELING, run my own business, and single-handedly established the most comprehensive living donor resource available anywhere?
It’s – um – it’s maddening. I’m not even sure that’s the right word.
So hey, I’m struggling. Welcome to the human condition. Hopefully I’ll get a grip on it soon.