No one likes to be wrong. Few admit it when it happens. I am one of those few.
When the recipient was undergoing the transplant, two family members came to visit and help. I kept saying that we will need the help more after the surgery and when the recipient goes home.
So here we are, a month post surgery and I can say "I was wrong".
He is doing very well from the accounts I have heard. There is a nurse that comes weekly to check on things and there also a next door neighbor with a medical background. The biggest issue is still blood sugars/insulin and the fingers of the left hand. Once those are in check, then I think things can go much better.
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