A dialysis center can be a very depressing place. You have a lot of patients in close proximity, many of whom are older and not ambulatory. It's almost like your first day of school. Soon you will get in the groove and get to know everyone. We're like a cult...blood in, blood out. Trust me, Devon, it ain't that bad once you get used to it.
Or, I can find the other side of that existence where life is precious and there is joy even in the midst of tragedy. I am consciously working to find the other side, the joy and wonder of the world after ESRD...
I am able to better understand the expression: "I thought I was unfortunate because I had no shoes until I saw the person with no feet." This week's events have really opened up a whole side of me that I hadn't seen in many, many years. I'm not sure what it is, what part of me it is, or where it comes from. It's foreign so I don't understand it but it feels comfortable and safe. It feels familiar like a stuffed animal from my childhood. I tell myself I'm too old for that but then I need it so desperately. It's a struggle inside me to accept it.-Devon