w&w,I know EXACTLY what you're talking about. With my hubby, it was 5 and a half years of dialysis and waiting for a transplant, then three years with a transplant, and now the last 4 and a half years on dialysis again and waiting for a transplant again. Yes, sweetie, it does get better -- or at least it got easier for me. Hang in there! The first month Marvin was on dialysis (back in 1995), I thought, "We can't live like this for another month!" This March, that will be 13 YEARS ago.I, too, sleep with one eye and one ear open. And, I wouldn't let anyone else come in and listen out for him, either. He might need ME. I constantly "remind" him to do this or not do that where his health is concerned (he sometimes uses the word "nag" -- affectionately ). I argue with nurses, doctors, techs, social workers, and anybody else I feel like is not giving him everything he needs and deserves. I am his wife, his lover, his best friend -- and also his #1 fan, his #1 advocate, his dialysis partner (home hemo -- NxStage), and his protector. I have worried about him, cried over his situation (not in his presence), and prayed for him -- almost non-stop for the last 13 years.The thing I've finally accepted is that with ESRD patients, it's a lifetime thing. You're never cured. You may trade one treatment (dialysis) for another (transplantation), but each comes with its own set of problems, complications, hurdles, and even blessings. I don't mean for this to sound like "doom and gloom" because we live a very upbeat, happy, optimistic life. Soon after Marvin's diagnosis in 1995, a chaplain visited us in the hospital. We were stunned (it happened quickly and with no warning -- he worked one day and everything was fine and four days later he was on dialysis), overwhelmed, and feeling sorry for ourselves (he was 39 and I was 32 -- we were so young and so scared!). This chaplain said this to us, "If every person in this world were at the same church and each was instructed to go to the altar and lay their troubles down and then pick up another set of troubles to take back with them and live with, 99 percent of people would look over the troubles other people have to live with and then pick back up their OWN troubles."I have thought of that many, many times, and it has gotten me through many times of crisis. Looking around at what other people live with, I'll keep our burdens. I'm not glad that Marvin is on dialysis and waiting for a kidney transplant, but I am glad it's a kidney he's waiting for and not a heart or liver or lung. He probably wouldn't have lived 13 years waiting for another one of these organs. I'm not glad that Marvin has ESRD, but I am glad that he doesn't have terminal cancer. I'm not glad that the doctor said the average wait time for an O+ kidney transplant is 6 years in NC, but I am glad that a doctor hasn't said, "You only have xxx months to live."All I can say to you is, "Chin up. Shoulders back. This, too, shall pass. Grab a 'cat nap' when you can. Ask the doctor lots of questions. Know everything that's going on (insist if you have to). Hang on! Hang on! Hang on! And...EVERY TIME you get the chance, give Len a kiss, a hug, a hand squeeze, a wink, or a loving pat on the arm (a kiss blown across a people-filled room is good, too). You can do this. You can get through it."