So, some days I can completely forget that I've had a transplant and other days it hits me like a ton of bricks that I have another person's liver inside my body. I just can't even wrap my mind around it sometimes. It seems to big to even contemplate. I think I'm grieving my donor, even though I never met him but I'm not sure. Do you ever move on from that terrifying realization that you have another person's organ inside of you? I know that's quite morbid but it just seems so real to me, yet so unreal. If that makes any sense... lol.