Okay, I have been discouraged in the past about how my catheter gets clogged/clotted. Today I got frustrated for a few minutes. The nurse had to put Cathflo before being hooked up because one side wasn’t pulling or pushing. We waited for thirty minutes before being hooked up and having two and half hours to dialyze. Before leaving, there Cathflo was put in for Tuesday’s treatment. I left a few minutes after 12:30 PM. It was a later day, but I wanted to be gone before 1 PM for the weekend. I dislike the idea of spending my afternoon at the clinic when it can be helped so I can have worship with my boyfriend and his Mom, and of course, I am moving in two weeks.
I am glad that I was able to have treatment today. It was worth the beginning of a troubled start and wait for the medicine to do its job. I have to trust a nurse and tech more than I do or feel comfortable when they know what they are doing. Also, I have to trust God more and allow Him to guide those who are taking care of me. I need to trust God’s judgment on my behalf more than I have all week long. God knows what he’s doing, and why too.
