After Dialysis
Getting out of the clinic was a must by the time treatment ended for the day. I have been tired and moody all day and really wanted to be home with my kitty kiddos, because after a meltdown, I want to be in my own home and space if that makes sense to anyone. I have been having a lot of meltdowns these days. The holidays are not easy anymore. The busyness of the holiday season actually drives me crazy. I dislike the busyness of the holidays now. Am I sorry? No, not really. I do not like to fuss over the holidays even though I want to be a little festive with holiday garb and decorations each year. No need for a Christmas tree, though.
I weighed out at 82.3 kilograms, got in my power chair, and zoomed out of there to find JP outside in her truck, waiting for me to head home on my power chair. I will be home by 3 PM. Having to drive home because Veyo screwed up on setting up for my ride—idiots! I am sick and tired of being the victim of someone not doing their damn job right and being thorough by making sure I had a confirmed ride. This has happened before, but never on a holiday day where a ride was available on a Sunday in November — last month. Left and am driving home now with JP’s careful eye following me and waiting for me at certain stops.
