If you would like to donate please visit our helphopelive.org and search for Jeff Jon Haslip I am Jenni, this page is for my husband Jeff. He is awaiting a kidney transplant. I have started this page to update family and friends of our journey to hopefully get Jeff a new kidney and as a place for people to donate, if they feel so inclined to help us bear the burden of surgery, hospital visits and medication costs. We are currently 2 1/2 weeks out from our visit with the transplant team. On Feb 17 we will be at the hospital the entire day to have what will hopefully be Jeff's final labs drawn before the surgery. We will also be meeting with all of his doctors and surgeons as well as learning what will be expected of us after the transplant to keep Jeff and his new kidney happy. We will also be given an idea of how much our insurance will cover, and an estimate of our monthly costs. There is a chance Jeff may need to follow up with more doctors to be cleared for surgery, we will know more after the 17th. Jeff's Story: My name is Jeff Haslip I'm 27, a husband, son, grandson, brother, friend, entrapenuer, student, and a dialysis patient. I was born with PUV, or Posterior Ureathral Valves. While I was in my mothers womb, I developed a blockage in my urethra and ureters. I was very sick as a newborn, and rushed into surgery shortly after my birth. The doctors did their best to remove the blockage, one of my ureters was so badly blocked that it could not be cleared and had to be removed all together, and a “Y” valve was fashioned to connect my kidneys to my bladder. Despite the multiple surgerys, I still had fluid backing up into my kidneys, causing organ damage, giving me frequent kidney infections and pain. Beginning arround age ten, the doctors became very concerned that I would one day experience kidney failure. I was ordered, to start using a urinary catheter. Needless to say, to a 10 year old boy with ADHD, the prospect of putting a tube in my urethra was not very exciting, especially because of all the scar tissue in my urethra. I didn't understand what the doctors were trying to prevent. Because of the pain from cathing, and my inability to understand the reason for it, I did not follow doctors orders. As the years went on my kidneys slowly deteriorated. Diagnosed with Chronic Kidney Failure at 18, I decided to start taking my health a little more seriously, I cathed as I was ordered, 3 times a day. This had a duel effect, on one hand the reflux, fluid on my kidneys was reduced, but a new complication arose, I stared experiencing even more frequent urinary tract and kidney infections, which over time also contributed to where I am at today. I was diagnosed with end stage renal failure and started dialysis 3 years ago. So 3 days a week for 4 hours a day, I attend dialysis. I'm really tired all the time, and just feel diminished. I am very thankful dialysis exsits to prolong my life, but every year that goes by the chances for me to have a heart attack or a stroke doubles. I have asked those close to me, to consider donating a kidney to me, as one can live just as long and just as healthy with one kidney, and live donations have much better outcomes than deceased donor outcomes. So far, no one close to me has matched my A+ blood type. I really want to live a longer life, I love being here on earth, I want to finish my BS in Biology, travel, and maybe one day and have kids.