Well, after the news hit me, I immediately jumped head first into this highly medical endeavor. I started with dialysis- three times a week, 3 1/2 hours at a time. I go every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday- the fourth shift which is from 8pm-11:30pm. I figured this way, I could still make it to work, which I have done. The amount of doctor appointments I have is amazing though. Every time I go to have something checked in order for me to have a kidney/pancreas transplant, I find something else that is wrong- more surgery- oh get this taken out- more surgery- two more appointments It is making me crazy.
And what about my family? I"m so wrapped up in my own hell, I am not even helping my fourteen year old. And she really needs me now, but she doesn't want to let me know that- she thinks I have enough to think about! What kind of mother am I? I feel just awful. She is the sweetest child ever created, and she is worried about telling me she needs my help. That was a wake up call for me. I know I feel great now- hate doing all the appointments, but it is a must do in this situation; I just have to have time set aside to be with my child. And my husband of course, More later, Want to take a nap!
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