Stacey, here is my problem. Hope someone can offer a suggestion. In the last hour of D, I get a tremendous amount of gas. When I sat next to crazy Roy, I'd just go ahead and do it then I'd glare at him casting the blame on him. Now I sit all alone in the corner. What am I going to do?
the whole keeping me from dying element of dialysis is pretty awesome. also there are some nurses that i really like. im not wild about the other patients tho most of them have thirty or so years on me, and i get alot of looks when i turn up in ripped jeans and death metal shirts
I like the fact that a few months ago a nurse said she thought I was 28 and just yesterday an older lady thought I was 25!!!!! i wish!!!!
I like that I can smooch around all day in my pj's if I feel like it, and no one says I shouldn't!
the free ice