NDT Advance Access originally published online on November 3, 2006
Nephrology Dialysis Transplantation 2007 22(1):64-67; doi:10.1093/ndt/gfl612
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The nurse, mother of two and four transplantsNancy Spaeth tells her story
8320 SE 34th Street, Mercer Island, Washington 98040, USA
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I'm told I was a curious and active child. My family activities centred around my three brothers and my father. I learned to fish, shoot, play baseball, water ski and snow ski. I could not hold back or complain if I wanted to be included in the family activities. The males in the family had no time for that.
My mother provided a stoic example of sticking with something until it was done. My father always said to me, Nancy, you can do anything if you want it badly enough. Other things he said were, Don't carry a lazy man's load and Save time by doing it right the first time. These examples have served me well over the years.
I had just started 7th grade in September 1959 when brushing my thick wavy blonde hair became difficult. I was a relay runner in school and races became hard to
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