Calling all mystery solvers, P.I. wanna bes, puzzlers, riddlers, crypto chasers, scavenger hunters, and safe crackers!
We are trying to locate the recipient of my son’s stem cells in order to find out if he would like to meet Rex, the donor who saved his life. This is what we know about the mystery patient:
- 65-years old at the time of transplant (so 67 or 68 now)
- Stem Cell Transplant in Italy
- Stem Cell Transplant date: November 18, 19 or 20, 2014
- Stem cells donated at City of Hope in Duarte, CA, then taken by courier to Italy
- Transplant organized on the USA side by Be The Match
Rex received word from Be The Match that the patient survived the transplant and was recovering well at the six month point (May 2015).
Depending on the country where a stem cell or bone marrow transplant takes place, there can be a waiting period (typically 1-2 years) before any contact information is offered to be shared between donor and patient. Some countries, like Italy, have a very unfortunate rule that the contact information will never be released by the transplant organizers. I understand the reasons for this rule, but I believe it should be up to the individuals concerned and not a governmental or medical agency.
Being a transplant recipient myself, I would be going mad if an organization told me I was not allowed to find out who saved my life. I am so fortunate that my life saver is my bronor (brother + donor)! I get to thank him all the time. I’d bet big that the patient who received my son’s stem cells would love to know Rex’s identity, too.
If we can find him, and he would like, our entire family would jump on the next plane to Italy (or wherever he is now) to toast some Chianti and celebrate life with him. He is, after all, part of our family, now that he and Rex share DNA. Rex has a twin and I have a 67-year-old son! I wonder if he has become a sports fanatic, streaming ESPN’s Sports Center 24-7. I wonder if he’s getting out on the links or tennis court at every opportunity. I wonder if he prefers blondes. I wonder if he’s good at math. I wonder if he has hairy legs. I wonder if he likes steak and beer. I wonder if we’ll ever know.
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If you or anyone you know may be able to help us locate this man, PLEASE comment below! Even if you don’t know anyone in Italy, you or someone who sees a share of this post could still be instrumental in our search. Our survivor friend may be anywhere. He had his transplant in Italy, but that doesn’t mean that’s where he resides now.
…and what would a Brawl post be without a fun, new medical issue?
I recently went in for a 3.5 hour dental exam. Not a cleaning, but a prolonged scrutiny that was extensive/comprehensive/intensive to the max. I know, SO fun! There were just too many tests and procedures to list here, so here is a condensed list: ice pick-like instruments plunged into every crevice, hammers, torturous stretcher bars, bleeding, gum flapping, approximately 457 x-rays, cranial, facial and neck pressure points, gagging on impression trays and a 360 degree image machine that occupies its own room. This particular contraption produced an immense horror movie x-ray of my face, revealing a mass in one of my sinuses. I was told this was probably a fungal ball.
Ummm – Excuse me?
Fungal ball, as in: “Look at the fungal ball on her! She’s hawt!”?
I think not. Sounds like I have a mushroom teste imbedded next to my nose.