So last Wednesday was our first at-home day. Our nurse, the plumber, and the guy delivering our machines all showed up about the same time. The plumber was able to run our water and drain lines down into the basement, so we don't have hoses in our living room. Nice! I am so pleased about that.
It's still a work in progress, but I think our set-up will work. We are in the living room because my husband wants to be able to watch TV. The only inconvenience is having to run into the kitchen or bathroom to wash my hands. It was nice having a sink right next to the machine when we were training
Our nurse wasn't able to be here the first night, and she said we were the first ones she's ever had do their first at-home treatment without her. I started off by spiking the dialysate bag instead of the saline bag
but that wasn't a huge disaster. Then we realized we didn't have any of the dialysate bag connectors. Called our nurse, and my husband had to go to the center to her office to get some out of a drawer. Luckily we live close by. Well, that debacle totally messed me up, and I cannulated him before I'd set the parameters in the cycler. Ye gads. But, once we got him on and going, things went fine.
The second night, our nurse was here and everything went perfectly. I didn't think I would ever need her to come over again, I was feeling so confident. Ha! The next night was a complete mess. I had trouble cannulating his arterial access, but we worked with it and thought we had it. Got him hooked up, and got arterial pressure alarms. We moved the needle around trying to find the right position for it. Called our nurse and she tried to walk us through some fixes over the phone. Thought we had it fixed, but more alarms. My husband was getting mad and disgusted, so we just blew off treatment that night. I ended up in tears, feeling like a complete failure and thinking all this training and work was a waste, I was never going to be able to do this right.
So our nurse came over last night, and sure enough that damned arterial access gave us trouble again. I'm glad it did, because she was here and she helped me see that the how I'm cannulating at home is at a different angle than in-center, and I just need to find my "spot" to sit and face him, and once I get the feel for where the buttonhole is, I'll be fine. Once we got the needle repositioned, his treatment went fine.
Now we'll see what happens tonight. Gawd. I do have to say that I LOVE the Pure Flow. I was thinking that it would be a real pain, but it's so much easier than lugging those bags upstairs, hanging them, connecting them, breaking all the frangibles . . . arrrgh. We have a new batch percolating right now, in fact. We drained last night after treatment, and it woke us up at 2:00am. We decided to go ahead and start the batch. So it'll be all ready to go tonight.
I'm sure it will get better, but it's been hard coordinating dinner with doing this. We had KFC chicken one night, and pizza one night, and last night I made a casserole and salad ahead of time. Right now I just don't see that I'll be able to actually cook something that needs to be attended to. Once we're running more smoothly, I hope to be able to do that. I think tonight will be another casserole or something in the crock pot . . .