Last week I had my first transplant clinic appointment after being placed on the transplant list. It was pleasantly non-eventful. I’d been fighting a sinus problem of some type, and was very worried that, although I didn’t have a fever, it might somehow be of more concern should I get “the call.” Thankfully, that was not the case, and the sinus problem is improving and almost gone. It has just taken forever. I wasn’t really nervous about this appointment and didn’t expect anything to happen, yet somehow, when I was in the waiting room I suddenly did start to feel pretty anxious. Although I am finally on the list, I could also get taken off the list, should I develop any medical issues that might prevent the transplant from being successful. I was actually quite surprised that I suddenly felt anxious. Ryan was not with me for this appointment. Indeed, it was the first transplant appointment I’ve ever done without someone with me. Even if there isn’t much for Ryan to “do” at these ap