A new week began yesterday as well as a new dialysis week has started. I will not argue how dialysis went today. The only thing I will say is that another patient said I was manic. I was excited about the five minutes left before being done and getting untethered from the machine. I believe I was not manic; I did not appreciate the patient saying I was manic. I will let it pass this time, but it is brought up again, I will say something to a tech or a nurse, and if it happens again after that, I will ask to be moved to a different pod. I know people with bipolar disorders, and one of those happens to be my boyfriend KB, and I love him to the moon and back. We’d be married if our medical needs allowed it, but it’s not going to happen for us. He’s my boyfriend forever and ever, no matter his health state of being manic at times because his meds have gone wonky for some reason or he’s not taking them like he supposed to.