I do have to admit that my first night back home from the hospital has been delightful as I slept well in my own bed after almost two weeks. Today I had my first outpatient hemodialysis treatment around 10:30 AM even though I was there ready for dialysis at 8:45 AM scheduled to start at 9:15 AM. I was on the dialysis machine for 3.5 hours and that is the going time for everyone who has dialysis. I did not have time to watch any television this morning and feel that I have watched plenty of TV while hospitalized. I have to admit that I am one of those people who would like to run things efficiently and the dialysis center does have its quirks and timely issues today. I did not get home from dialysis until 3PM this afternoon.
There are some things I have to get used to and ask questions when necessary in order to get used to a new routine in my life that has been added to weekly schedule now as my new normal until further notice. Yes, my transplanted kidney has declined enough now that I have to be on dialysis three times a week. I will not be going to church on Sabbath for a long time and that disappoints me a great deal right now. My heart aches that I will not see my church family for a while. I just want to cry. I will not give in to crying today. It is not a setback. It is a medical need.