25% REJECTION FACTOR
Tiredness creeps into bones.Sore muscles ache constantly everywhere.Recovery is a slow process.One thing at a time,Stay positive they say, even though I am crying buckets of tearsover things I feel are important.I cannot stop the pain anymoreEmotionally and physically I sweatand I swear silently inside.Is this my life now?Constant pain and frustration?Each day I am making progressSlow painstaking progressInch by inch, sometimes second by second each dayI walk, I talk and act normalWhen inside I scream.By, Katherine Soto October 21,2013
Geoffcamp and Kitkatz, I fully understand the comment about rainbows etc. Back in April, I made friends with a woman, also from the UK and we both hae getman shepherds. We bonded quickly and before long she was talking donation and did contact the transplant unit, complete paperwork etc. She seemed to be so keen to support me and find out much about my condition. I don't make friends easily, and I so wanted it to work. I opened up and stopped putting on I'm fine' face. Anyway, I went to the HDU conference and she wanted to come with me. I should have said 'no' but I didn't. Set against this is the backdrop of not sleeping. Well as soon as we got to Orlando, she started to piss me off. I was negative and depressed because I was so damned tired and sleep was even worse while we were there. Well, it got to the point that everything I said was countered with some 'bright and breezy' comment. When someone who has no bloody clue starts this, I get more negative and start snipping at the other person. By the time we got to the end of the conference, we had another two days together at Universal and then the drive back. By the nd, I don't think that we could stand th sight of each other. I haven't seen her sibce, but we had an increasingly bitter text message confrontation. Anyway, I was accused if being negative, she compared me unfaviorbly to other people at the conference, oblivious to the fact that she wad seeing only their public faces. She would not accept that I am chronically exhausted and depressed and burnt out. I have been dealing with this shit for over twenty years. Have geen on dialysis this time atound for over ten years. She told me that I deal well with the physical but hot the mental aspects. How the hell does she know? She has not walked in my shoes. It still hurts and rankles with me.