@gaylea1 don’t ever give up. Sure, there are days when you feel like it, but you have to hope for the future. I did extremely well until sometime in August 2016, and then things started going downhill fast. I gained about 35 pounds of water weight, and I felt very poorly. I was told i would not get a transplant until at least November and felt despair that I couldn’t endure feeling that bad for that long. My husband didn’t tell me until afterward that he thought that he was going to lose me, and my sister did also. Then on September 22 I got the miraculous call so much sooner than anticipated. My transplant occurred at @ 12:30 A.M. on September 23. It still seems surreal to me. One thing that amazes is how calm both my husband and I were on the 1.5 hour drive!
Your time will come, probably very soon, try to think positively.
JK