Kidney Transplant #3

I need your help!

In February of 2018 a virus called adenovirus killed my transplanted kidney, the doctors did everything possible to save my life and that of my kidney. Because of this virus, I was admitted to the hospital for a month with high fevers that neither the doctors nor the medicine could control. The doctors told my parents to "say goodbye"  to me, for the reason that in that month, there was no improvement in me; Likewise, there was no medicine to kill the virus either.
After that month, fight and intervention managed to control the fevers and at that time there was a company that had a medicine in experiment (which was not in the market) that could kill the virus, then they made me sign documents for the risk that I could acquire and side effects, this medicine is the worst medicine I have taken in my life:
I totally killed my appetite, I experienced nausea all the time, I had intestinal pain that made me cry from the intense pain.
My kidney levels improved for a few months and the doctors weighed that my kidney was stabilizing. Regrettably, it did not work, starting in February, the doctors performed 5 biopsies to observe the damage caused by the virus. Each biopsy was very painful and from that, I was admitted to the hospital for 3 days with strong medicines to deflate the kidney damaged by the virus. When these medicines were administered, my kidney level improved, but weeks later the levels became higher and I stayed for a few months until the doctors finally gave me the news that the kidney was no longer working; which, in October, the doctors decided to submit me to hemodialysis.
My routine consists 3 times a week for 3 hours to do the hemodialysis, this process helps to remove from my body all the toxins that the kidney should remove. To be honest, the most difficult thing was and is to see all the history of different people who are in that clinical center of dialysis, I have seen some patients who have been connected for more than 20 years doing this process (connected in a machine) to to be able to survive The first weeks I left crying to see so much need that there are with these people. But in all this process I know that God never left me alone. He gave me the strength to endure this great battle.

As a human being, I became discouraged, I cried, I got angry, but I never lost my faith. In the last biopsy, the doctors told me that I needed another kidney transplant. My mind went blank, I kept quiet and every day for a week I was crying thinking who would give me a kidney? If my brother was the only hope ?! The last time he came out he could not donate his kidney. This is where a miracle happens:
The doctors said they could do tests again to see if you and your brother are compatible for your kidney. But the chances that he can donate his kidney are very difficult and we doubt but we will give another opportunity. When they started to take the exams the doctors were impatient for me because they told me there are some exams that went well and others more or less, that they had to meet with the whole group of doctors to do the exams again and be sure if my brother could donate your kidney; In the meantime, every person who knew my situation and the brothers of my church attended, cried out to God to fulfill a miracle. The miracle happened!
The first week of December, my brother was called to tell him that he could give his kidney and the surgery will take place on January 18, 2019.

Now this is where I need your help! What is in your heart to donate to support us financially, since I and my brother will be out of work for several weeks; also, keep us in your prayers so that everything goes well in the operation and that my brother and I have a quick recovery God bless you greatly!