I soon moved to Bangalore and started working as part of maintenance in a company to support my family. I carried with me many dreams and aspirations, but life had other plans for me. I was only 25-years-old when the doctors told me that both my kidneys were failing. I didn’t have long to live without a transplant. My parents already had my sister and her treatment to worry about. I didn’t want to add to that. I was so scared, but the first thing my sister said when she found out was that she will give me her kidney to save me. That meant everything to me. Finally, my father donated his kidney but within two days, my body rejected the organ.
I’m now 29. I’ve been living on dialysis for 4 years, but now, along with my kidneys, my liver is also giving up on me. My parents have done so much for me till now. I know they can’t afford another transplant, so I keep telling them to stop my treatment. But the doctors have told me to have hope and keep fighting. I’ve moved back home to my village now. I can’t work even if I wanted to because I’m in so much pain all the time. The only thing that keeps me going is my family’s support, but how long will I be able to go on like this without a transplant? My parents are old and my sister needs constant help and care. What will happen to them if I don't make it? I spend all my days troubled by these thoughts. I have a real chance of getting better but no matter how hard we try, we just can’t afford 32 lakhs for the kidney transplant. I have to live to take care of my family. I’m all they’ve got.