Occupational Therapy
I had my first meeting with a occupational therapist today. It was to initiate what we had planned to do to get me going to more independent by getting in and out of bed alone and make it to the bathroom and back myself, transfer from the shower. My life feels like someone else’s life right now. It isn’t my life anyway. I have been very unhappy lately.
Dialysis Update
I will not argue how dialysis went today. I am now getting on the scale to weigh like everyone else. I stand on the scale after my walker gets me on it, then the walker is taken off the scale to weigh me and me alone. When I leave, I take my power chair close to the scale and stand up to weigh after taking the walker off the scale to weight myself alone then the walker is placed in front of me so I can walk backwards to the power chair and sit down and get ready to head to my ride downstairs. You see, I am trying to find a happy medium to get on the scale safely without my confidence being dropped to the floor. I fail at confidence right now.
Good Night
It is late and I need to say good night for now. Time to turn the sign to closed and lock up shop for the night. The weekend has begun and now I have two days at home and not worry about dialysis and appointments for my health. Good night, everyone.
I do wonder who reads my journal…
I read your journal , every post I am hoping and praying for your health I am not a stalker so please don’t worry I have been reading your diary for a long time, I think if therapy can get you to the point of getting in and out of bed yourself and moving around your apartment safely will tremendously help you self estimate and you will so much enjoy your independence
Tim