I was diagnosed with PKD in 2003. I manage my disease with blood pressure medication and regular trips to my nephrologist. My kidneys are getting larger and my function is beginning to decline. Seven years ago this August, my mom passed away from complications from PKD. She battled PKD for years and finally received a life-saving kidney transplant from her sister in 2001. I miss my mom every day. I know she would have loved meeting her grandchildren and that she would’ve been proud to know how much we’re doing to fight PKD. My mom and I walked in her last Walk for PKD in 2009. We had planned to walk in 2010 but she passed away the month before the event. I’m inspired by her memory and my daughters’ future to volunteer in any way I can to support the PKD Foundation’s work to end PKD.
