One Percent

Tomorrow I am going to Cheyenne, Wyoming. Very, very early on Monday morning I will be getting a fistula done to my left arm. This is a means to get my thrice-weekly dialysis treatments in a safer way than I have been, which is via a chest port that goes to my heart. I got … Continue reading One Percent

The Agony and the Ecstasy (Actuallly It’s In Reverse Order, But Who’s Counting)

This blog post is one of those personal journal-type deals. There’s some stuff coming down the pike and I feel like if I write something about it, there could be some therapeutic value in there somewhere. But who knows? I’m staring down the barrel of a gun called “wisdom teeth removal.” A couple of weeks … Continue reading The Agony and the Ecstasy (Actuallly It’s In Reverse Order, But Who’s Counting)

Sunday Drinking

Today I am chugging bottles of water. I am on number three. I am doing this to make myself pee. I have a large jug that I am peeing into, and saving. On Tuesday, when I go to dialysis, I will bring my pee jug and hopefully there will be enough pee in there for … Continue reading Sunday Drinking