I have no idea why, but I like my dialysis days better on eve days instead of odd days. I have not figured out why, but it does go back to my school days in gym—even days over odd days…again. I know it is a weird fetish of mine, but it is—seriously, lol. Anyway, dialysis went well with a couple of hang ups with the arterial pressure, my BP went low a couple of times, but it got back above 100/50 without having to take a medicine to bring up my BP. I get frustrated when it happens, too. My BP cuff checked my BP every 15 minutes instead of 30 minutes in the last hour of my treatment.
Also, I got to see Dr. ANJUM as he made his rounds with his late morning patients. I had 10 minutes left in my treatment was done for the day. For some reason, I thought that I was not going to see him today. When I did, he told me my cleaning number was good, we are keeping my goal weight at 93 kilograms because I always run close to it, and it is more realistic than being at 92 kilograms at this point in the weight game, Anyway, dialysis went well today. I got done dialyzing at 2:25 PM and out the door by 2:30 PM, and my ride picked me up at 2:43 PM.
As far as my cares go with MercyHealth, my trust in the system is indeed a broken trust. I cannot stress myself any better in words except how I write right now. My feelings are NOT a play on words at times these days, so here I am today, expressing myself the way I do in words. Here I talk about dialysis treatment, and some days are better than others foe the most part. I rarely talk to other patients anymore because of the space between each cubicle of the client, and the entire room is set at a temperature of cool that sometimes make me feel more cold than usual. I literally hate it when I am there, so I pretty much keep to myself after saying hello/goodbye when I come and go. I watch TV, read a book, or work on my iPad or phone journaling or playing games or watching videos on YouTube or some social media site like Facebook and Instagram, or Twitter. I keep to myself now. Today was a fair day—cold and windy in some areas, but a day for treatment. My day could have been much worse than it was—a good day for once. My life continues to go ahead if I am ready or not.