The good news is that my kidney function is average for a bloke of my age.
The bad news is that I’ve got polycystic kidneys, so I can’t be a donor for Ed.
How do I feel? Fed up, really. Like I’ve been running a race, about to win, and someone has dumped a wall right in front of me - splat! It would have been brilliant if Ed could have had one of my kidneys - but now he can’t. (There is someone else who can be tested - so it’s still possible he might get a living donor kidney)
What about my health? Well - no change really, except that now I know my kidneys will probably be an issue at some stage in the future. For now they’re working OK.