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Gift of Life

By Paul Edward Parker | Providence Journal

CRANSTON − Joseph Reek was sleeping 16 hours a day. He had no energy. His kidneys were failing, a complication of Type 2 diabetes. It would take a miracle to save him from dialysis – or worse.

Little did he know that he would find that miracle and the solution under his own roof. But it was a miracle from half a world away that took more than a decade to manifest itself.

Flash back to 2011 in Brazil.

Nilson DaSilva, from the city of Maceia, was a high school principal. But not just any high school principal. He was chosen as the best in his state, a designation that earned him a Fulbright scholarship to come to Florida for two months.

DaSilva wasn’t confident in his English skills, so he turned to an internet penpal site to meet Americans. “I’m going to the U.S. I should at least learn, make some friends,” DaSilva told The Providence Journal this month.

That’s how he met Joseph Reek, who grew up in Cumberland, and the two began communicating through video chats on Skype. Their friendship quickly grew, leading to visits in each other’s countries.

Reek said he knew something deeper was going on. “I knew when I met Nilson he was going to be my partner. Period.”

On Jan. 6, 2014, Reek and DaSilva were married. Since coming to the United States, DaSilva has gotten his U.S. citizenship, as well as bachelor’s and master’s degrees, and is finishing up his Ph.D.

Who will donate a kidney to Reek?

When Reek, 69, realized last year that he was going to need a kidney transplant, a candidate was obvious: his brother, John Reek.

Some 25 years ago, their mother, Patricia Hogan, had donated a kidney to their sister, Linda.

“It’s family, and that’s how we were brought up,” John Reek, in his 50s, told The Journal.

The younger brother started going through the screening process to get cleared to donate.

But, at a meeting in late summer with doctors, bad news: John Reek didn’t qualify to be a donor. The doctors asked whether Joseph Reek had another donor in mind.

“I raised my arm,” DaSilva recalled the moment, “and said, ‘Me.'”

DaSilva, 49, began the screening process, which normally takes months.

“He was very committed to the donation,” said Dr. Basma Merhi, one of the team of doctors at Rhode Island Hospital that worked with Reek and DaSilva. “He was very eager to donate to his husband.”

Two weeks after the process started, DaSilva got a call while at work at Pawtucket’s Shea High School, where he teaches Portuguese. “Nilson,” the member of the transplant team told him, “Mr. Reek can receive your kidney with no damage to him.”

DaSilva let the office at the high school know: “I have to go home right now because I have to tell my husband that I will donate my kidney.”

DaSilva has more than just medical concerns

Nilson faced a complication most organ donors don’t have to contend with: He wanted to tell his students about what he was about to do. “As an educator, I had a mission to tell people that it’s important to donate an organ.”

But he was hesitant because he wanted to tell the whole story about who would receive his kidney, which would mean coming out as a gay man. He didn’t know how his students would react.

He went about it in stages, first telling them he was going to donate a kidney. Then he told the rest of the story.

“They said, ‘Mr. DaSilva, you are a hero,'” he told The Journal.

The kidney is transferred from one man to the other in near-simultaneous surgeries

On Jan. 8, Reek and DaSilva walked into adjoining operating rooms in Rhode Island Hospital for surgeries that would be almost simultaneous. DaSilva’s procedure, lasting about two and a half hours, began first, followed quickly by Reek’s.

One of DaSilva’s kidneys was removed in a minimally invasive laparoscopic nephrectomy, the technical term for removal of a kidney.

At the same time, Reek’s body was being prepared to receive DaSilva’s kidney.

The kidney doesn’t wait very long, Merhi said. “Usually, it’s very, very quick. It comes from one room to the other” in about 10 minutes.

Then the surgical team had to make three connections to Reek’s new kidney:

The artery that brings blood to the kidney, which filters out the waste material.

The ureter, which carries away waste material in the form of urine.

And finally, the vein, which carries the filtered blood back to the rest of the body.

Reek really wants a burger

Two days after the surgery, even though his body still needs months to fully heal, Reek was done with the hospital. “I was up and I wanted out.” Plus, he had a craving for a burger.

The husbands were staying in separate rooms, but hospital staff brought them together for dinner. And Reek got his burger.

Now, he’s looking forward to returning to his work as a massage therapist. And DaSilva is looking forward to his return to the classroom, both as a teacher and as a Ph.D. student.

“The hospital gave me 12 weeks, but I don’t think I’ll need 12 weeks,” he said. “I’ll be back this school year for sure.”

Still, Reek faces a lifetime of taking medication to prevent his body from rejecting his husband’s kidney. Even if he takes his medicine as scheduled, there is a 10% risk of rejection, according to Dr. Merhi. But, because he received a kidney from a live donor, the organ should last 15 to 20 years, perhaps longer. If it had been harvested from a cadaver, that probably would be 10 to 12 years, she said.

So far, there have been no complications. “Your whole body and everything changes,” said Reek. “I’ve never felt better in my life.”

Dr. Merhi hopes Reek and DaSilva’s story will spur others to consider donation, either directly to a loved one or in an exchange program, where donors who don’t match medically with a loved one can donate to someone else in exchange for another donor giving to the loved one.

“We need more living donors to step forward,” the doctor said. “Living donation is safe. There’s always anxiety about living with one kidney.” But it comes with a big payoff, she said. “They’re saving a life. They’re giving the gift of life.”

And, in the case of DaSilva and Reek, there’s even more.

“It shows how much he loves him,” Merhi said. “It’s a great love story.”

Joseph Reek, left and his husband Nilson DaSilva, have dinner together in

RI Hospital 2 days after they had surgery for DaSilva to donate a kidney

to Reek. Photo provided by Nilson DaSilva

Article by Paul Edward Parker, The Providence Journal, 1/23/2024

Poem Published Online

Today, December 13th my poem A Visit to my Bedridden Father is published in the online journal, SWIMM Everyday (Supporting Women Writers in Miami).  Go to my website www.SharonNeedsaKidney.org  to hear my reading of this poem.   I’m still searching for a living kidney donor.  If you can help me with this, email me at SharonNeedsaKidney@gmail.com

A Visit with My Bedridden Father

It took two years to get permission

to see my father.  I begin to imagine

my first words with him.   Beautiful day

and he will answer, Did you see the light

ripple on the stone wall?  But it rains

on my first visit.  I say, I wish the rain

would stop.  And he replies,

It always has.  He’s wearing a blue johnny

my mother made from one of his old shirts.

There is a cross above his bed,

a big wooden one with metal Jesus,

a touch of red paint on the wounds. 

Dad’s been carving oak into a bowl

he has rubbed with linseed oil.  

My habit does not scrape his floor.

My breasts are bridled by a blue gamp.

I am Sister Mary Sharon now.

It’s against the rules but for him

I lift my veil to show

wisps of my hair.

I have come from the high ceilinged cloister.

In this tiny room

he seems so small to me.

Dad and Sharon (age 5)

Still Searching

Can you donate your kidney to me?  Email me at sharonneedsakidney@gmail.com

and call RI Hospital Kidney Transplant Center at 401-440-8562.  My doctors tell me that I may need to do daily dialysis soon.   I sure would like to find a kidney.   My blood type is O positive, however, even if you don’t have that blood type, you can be a donor.  Please share this post with anyone you know.  Visit my website:  https://sharonnnedsakidney.org

for more information. 

Vacation Day with my niece, Jane and her husband Tom

Chatham, MA June, 2023

My Brother Ted

I continue my search for a living kidney donor.  If you are inclined to be a donor for me, please email me and/or call the RI Hospital Kidney Transplant Center at 401-440-8562.   My poem, Elegy for My Brother in memory of my brother is recently published in Paterson Literary Review, Issue 51, 2023, p. 150.  My brother Ted lived well the Gospel story of sharing his talents.  He brought both joy and sometimes much needed relief to persons in need.   This is my tribute to him: 

Elegy for My Brother

                im Ted Foley 1939 to 2012

You joke when you call pretending

you need help—a bird on your head

you can’t get rid of, and I laugh.

When you ask how I’m doing

I tell you about the soup I’m making:

roasted red pepper and sweet potato

You pry a little more, I heard

you’re having some money troubles.

So I let you know and you pay

my rent for a year.  You teach me

how to study my accounts

without making me feel small.

You say, I can count

but you can write.   

I remember

when the six of us were kids

our living room had only five seats. 

More than once you gave up your chair for me.

I reach for the expensive 

cobalt loafers that I wore that last

Thanksgiving when the six of us were seated

at your hearth.  I hear

the male cardinal sing his daily anthem.

Is that you? 

A Call for Saints

If by chance it is your calling to be a kidney donor, go to my website and call the RI Hospital Kidney Transplant Center at 401-440-8562.

Happy Birthday today to my brother, Bill; my uncle Len Moreau, and my niece Jane.  I imagine Bill and Len feasting in heaven today and Jane, still tethered here, hoping to have her favorite cake.    As I reflect on their lives, I deepen my understanding that there is not just one way to be a saint.   You just need to know what is your calling in life and respond to it.  Bill as a husband, father, teacher, and healer knew his calling and lived it.   I miss being able to visit him today with a birthday card.  Len was a husband, father, speech therapist, and great talker.  I cherish the talks I had with him as a young adult.  Jane is a daughter, niece, wife, cousin, friend, mother, and grandmother—I don’t know how she answers all these calls.  But we love you, Jane!

Bill and Beverly, Iao Needle, 6, 2010
Jane and Tom
Kay and Len Moreau in Coronado, CA

Mental Health Awareness

I continue to search for someone who can be a kidney donor for me.  If you feel called to be a kidney donor, please visit my website and call RI Hospital Kidney Transplant Center at 401-444-8562.

May is Mental Health Awareness Month.  One of the best mental hygiene strategies is to be aware of your safe spots.  As a school social worker in East Greenwich, RI, I taught elementary school age students how to identify their safe spots.  I would ask the students to draw a picture of their safe spot.  Some children drew pictures of small spaces like being in a tent or under their bed where they could snuggle and hide.   Others drew pictures of large spaces like a tree house or the beach that gave them a beautiful view.   Some drew pictures of their parents or friends holding their hands and it did not matter where they actually were.   I tried to convey the idea that whenever we feel uncertain or afraid, we can always mentally go back to our safe spot.   

One of my safe spots is a lake in Cape Cod where as a child I vacationed with my family.  It is called Long Pond or Pleasant Lake and is located in the town of East Harwich.   When I think of this spot, I can actually feel the relief, the calm, the abundance of family support in laughter and good times.   Here is a picture of my brother Kevin and I visiting this lake again

Anne Morrow Lindbergh on Easter

DIARY   Monday after Easter, April

Today is the real Easter morning.  Yesterday was overcast and chilly.  This morning is still, warm, newly awakened.  One walks out into it like a flower just opened.

            The world sounds like spring, like summer, this morning.  So still, so perfect, so whole is the morning that one can hear all the small sounds dropped into it.  One hears superhumanly—like God…..

            When I was young, I always felt a morning like this meant a promise of something wonderful—for me perhaps.  Good things happening I did not know of…..The morning was a “sign”……

            I still believe it is a “sign” but nor for anything good happening to me or the world, anything specific….Hate and cruelty and evil are still rampant, war goes on.

            And yet it is a sign.  It is a sign that in spite of these things beauty still exists and goes on side by side with horror.  That there is love and goodness and beauty and spirit in the world—always.  This is only one of the times when it is clothed in flesh—in the flesh of a spring morning.  We doubt and we need the sign in order to believe.  A morning like this is the morning of Resurrection—when we see and believe,  “Lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world.” 

From War Within and Without: Diaries and Letter 1939-1944 by Anne Morrow Lindbergh, 1980

Preemptive Kidney Transplant

I’m reaching high to have a preemptive kidney transplant, and I’m searching for a living kidney donor.  If you can consider being a donor, go to my website:  https://sharonneedsakidney.org and call the Rhode Island Hospital Transplant Team at 401-444-8562.    According to the     

National Kidney Foundation, a preemptive kidney transplant is the preferred method of transplant when compared to post-dialysis transplants.  The website states that the benefits and risks of a preemptive transplant are the following:

  •             Less risk of rejection Longer and improved quality of life
  • Avoids dialysis, including risks, health complications, lifestyle burdens and dietary restrictions
  • Lower costs in comparison to per person per year on dialysis
  • The risks of a preemptive transplant include:
    • Early exposure to the normal risks of surgery
    • Potentially wasting some native kidney function

The website identifies the Risks of Dialysis as the following:

  • heart disease
  • bone disease
  • high blood pressure
  • nerve damage
  • infection
  • cholesterol problems
  • poor nutrition
  • depression
  • decreased life span of a future transplanted kidney
A rainbow at my home in June 2013 after a weekend at the Cape with Family