August 21, 2023–A Day of Contemplating

What a wonderful night of sleep I got last night—somewhat. I really do not have any complaints. I got warm, hot, and cold, but that os my normal most nights these days. Last night was a normal night for me. I do remember waking up off and on every hour, too. A little frustrating and maddening in my world of excitement and anxiety that was somewhat livable. I managed just fine.

It is 9:45 AM and I am waiting for  my turn for physical therapy before my dialysis treatment at 11:45 AM. I got my medical ride to therapy and today I am driving myself in my power chair to and from dialysis today because it is sunny and nice out all day long.

Therapy

I will be very honest here. At first I dreaded going to therapy, but now since I have made progress in my sessions since I’ve been doing PT, I do not mind doing PT at all. I have been having less arthritis episodes these days, too. It is a nice relief for me. Today is my first PT of the week as well as dialysis treatment. I have GD (female) today. Woo hoo. No JP at therapy either. I do wonder how it is going to go with JP, though. I know I will do fine.

With therapy over for the day at 10:45 AM, I have to say that my shoulders did not like the movement that much. I am disappointed about my shoulders giving me so much heck today that I want to scream with hatred because I could have done better. I am disappointed that I can cry my eyes until they’re dried out. I am heading to dialysis now.

Dialysis Update for Last Week

Hmmm? Dialysis is doing great. My BP is no longer high. I guess sitting near the nurses station is the cause of my BP being high so one of the nurses made a wise call moving me to the back of the room where it is quieter as a permanent move. At first, I thought of the move being troublesome, but as the week continued to improve, Pod 5, Chair 18 become my wanna~be place for good. It has become my home for good as of Friday.

Done with therapy for the day, and headed over to the dialysis clinic for my first treatment of three of the week. Now, I love the new clinic, the spacious cubby holes we now have. I face the back windows and can see treetops and how the weather is from day to day for 2 hours and 45 minutes—treatment time. Today, not in a risk or anything. Driving home using my power chair. Yep, on sunny and nice days, I will drive home myself home from treatment. A sense of freedom and peace.

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