Transplant dating

When it comes to dating, everyone has their quirks.Usually it takes a few dates before you find out about a secret anime obsession, a messy apartment, or a complicated past relationship with an ex.The first day I wore my wig, I was convinced that everyone knew.

So outside the random dental stories people tell me about, there are two that really stick out. Now, as I’ve made clear before, I don’t usually reveal my heart condition on the first date. And naturally, he had to tell me about his hospital visit.

They go on about how the “dry sockets” or whatever it is was so painful.

Frankly, I’m offended to think this dental procedure is comparable to a heart transplant.

It was important to me to tell them what happened, to help them understand why I tried to squeeze as much as I could into each day.

But once it was out in the open, we needed to be able to move beyond it so that they could know me as a person. I felt a lump on my neck the summer after my freshman year, which turned out to be non-Hodgkin Lymphoma (diffuse Large B-Cell).