On January 2011 I was diagnosed with advanced Non-Alcoholic Cirrhosis of the Liver. My liver was not working properly and the only alternative to an imminent death was a liver transplant.
I was referred to by my gastroenterologist Dr. Adil S. Wakil at the CPMC Liver Transplant Department. The first day my wife and I visited the clinic, we were both in a high state of anxiety, fear, and hopelessness.
At that first meeting, Dr. Wakil explained the options that were available to me, the process to be followed to be placed in the waiting list to receive a liver, and most of all, he answered all our questions. What my wife and I remember most vividly is walking out of his office with HOPE, and the realization that we were not alone: Dr. Wakil, and his support team would walk with us all the way through this journey.
I was scheduled for a rigorous three-day evaluation process which consisted of a series of appointments and very thorough tests to determine if I qualified for a transplant. … This screening is necessary because of the shortage of donated organs and the high levels of demand. They must feel confident that the procedure will have the highest possible rate of success.
I was assigned a team that consisted of a nutritionist, a surgeon, a social worker, a nurse practitioner, and a health insurance coordinator. In addition, I was offered the option of participating in a support group. The staff took care of contacting the insurance to get the needed authorizations.
I was fortunate to qualify and I was placed on the waiting list. After waiting for almost four years, on January 27, 2015, I got a call that there was a liver available for me. I received my new liver on January 28, 2015. This year, January 28, 2024 will be the ninth anniversary of my transplantation.
The whole experience for me and my wife in retrospect, seems almost unreal. Staying alive long enough to get an organ is like running a marathon. You just must keep at it, nonstop.
What made it all possible were the doctors and the teamwork involved under the direction of Dr. Adil S. Wakil. Nurse Karen Devaney, the surgeon assigned to me, Dr. John M. Rabkin, and the rest of the support staff run a flawlessly coordinated operation that continuously saves lives. They all deserve our unqualified thanks and eternal gratitude and are not only professionals who know what they are doing, organizers who have all the details of their work under control, but above all, people who treat you not like a number in a file, but as a person who is scared and hoping that the end is not just around the corner.
The same was true of the service and nursing staff at the hospital. They were waiting for me when I arrived. I was wheeled into my room where a group of nurses were ready to prep me for the procedure. They had to make sure that my vitals were sound, my heart strong, and my spirit content with what was about to happen.
There is not enough that I can say about Dr. Adil S. Wakil. The days following my hospital release, he and his staff would call me home to check how I was doing. Every time I had a follow-up appointment was like attending a master class. He is well organized, detailed in his analysis, and meticulously takes notes.
• He would ask how I was doing as he focused on reviewing my latest lab results.
• He would then compare these with previous ones, to detect patterns that assist in foreseeing future developments.
• He would study how the results for some functions compared to others, like liver function vs kidney function. This is important since organs do not exist in isolation but relate to one another.
• Subsequently, he would review all the antirejection medications and adjust the doses, if necessary, as well as discuss the frequency of lab work.
• Then came the physical exam. He would review all vitals already added to the file by one of the nurses, and then proceed to check my heart rhythm, my breathing patterns and palpate my abdomen to evaluate the condit
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