I remember watching a Montel Williams show episode a few years ago on this topic. A lot of what they said seemed far out, but the people there were believable. They described things where they didn't like a certain food before and now loved it and turns out their donor did too. Or, they now liked a certain type of music, etc...
So, I would probably not have posted anything about this topic myself, but then today, I read this article: Click Here. It is an entertaining read.
If you care to comment and without being too specific or mentioning names to stay sensitive to donor families and living donors.. talk about your thoughts or experiences with this. Or your opinion about the article.
I like playing video games more than I used to. Just kidding. I am the same as I was before only a bit more of a Jesus Freak now. I wouldn't ever blame that on the donor.
The article is a bit strange, to say it nicely.poor woman probably thinks she has a curse on her. I can't imagine losing two husbands to suicide. I can't even imagine losing my one husband. God bless her.
Bill Wohl believes this. I think my donor died in a bicycling accident (based on newspaper article and friend of family of bicyclist). When I woke up from surgery I felt like riding a bicycle!
Didn't notice any really major changes but find I am eating spicy foods and crabs more
I read the description of your dream and I was shocked. Years ago I volunteered to work at the Iowa State Fair. I was scheduled to work at a table sponsored by the NKF of Iowa. The night before I went, I had a dream in which two people appeared, whom I didn't recognize would be looking over my shoulder. As I sat down at the table I noticed a poster entitled "The Tree of Life". It contained pictures of organ donors, in the center were the images that I had seen in my dream the night before. I knew right away that the pictures were of my donors; and they were looking over my shoulder;and still are.
I've never seen pictures of my donors, I just knew.
Yep, most definetely believe I have traits floating around. I've become a lot more clumsy with stairs (NO it's not due to the meds ;-)), fearful of heights (this kicked in within weeks...it was weird), and my laugh changed. Though I'm iffy on that last one b/c my vocal cord became paralyized either during the acctual tx itself, when the doctors were putting the respirator in me, or when it was being removed. I LOVE pasta now. I mean, I've always liked it but holy crap post transplant it's just become intense! Unfortuntely, I've just been diagnosed w/ diabetes so I have to cut back!
Kim, I just happened to come by and read this post. I must have missed it before, but anyway. My laugh has changed also. Even the way I sneeze if different. But then again I also had a paralized vocal cord during my stay in the hospital due to the trach. But I do notice some changes in me that were not there before. I have a constant craving for lemons which my doctor can't explain.....I love eating sour candies and I didn't like eating anything spicy before but now I find myself liking it and wanting it. It's all so wierd! lol
Okay sure! I know that a "rough draft" schedule for Madison has already been posted on the Games website. Maybe starting early next year we can start suggesting times/days on when we can all get together.
Hello I am a Chaplain working with transplant patients at UCSF and a interfaith minister. I have found that patients often have cellular memories from the organs they have received. I am working on a study of research at UCSF through guided meditation to integrate the energy of the donated organ into a patients own. Also bringing a awareness of the gratefulness of to your organs that have served you thus far and being concsious of making a place for the new organ you will receive. Any thoughts or feedback?
Many thanks and blessings
I would love to hear more about this study. I truly believe in the energy and spirit that each of us possess. I have tried doing some reiki and meditation exercises to help me be aware and to work on the healing of my liver...pre- transplant; and acceptance and healing post transplant. I'd be very interested in hearing more feedback. I am certain that I have taken on the energy or certain traits of my unknown donor, but cannot identify/specify the actuality of my feelings. ( I am certain of 2 things...my donor must have been a chocoholic who loved walking and the outdoors. These are characteristics that I can specifically identify. The spirituality is something I would like to explore in greater depth.
Do do know this. When I regained full conscieness I knew that I had received the heart of a teenage athelete. I knew he played football, basketball and baseball. I knew he went to a small school. I even knew his age (16). There were other changes as well. I went from high strung to laid back. I became more tolerant of others' religous beliefs that differed from mine ( I am a very conservative preacher). This study seems very important. I think if all of us could get togethe at the transplant games in Madison, along with Rev. P, we might be able to put together some great information that will help answer the question.
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