I can not even imagine what Mom has to go through at her dialysis sessions (really every day if you count the collateral damage from dialysis).
We arrive and I know she is dreading the next number of hours. Yet, it's saving her life. And, when we see some of the other folks who are really worse off than Mom, we just raise our eyes to God and give thanks for Mom's health and life.
I felt worse Monday. Not only did she have a tech who had hurt her before. But she had come off of a previous session which was AWFUL because the tech really did not know what they were doing.....
But then we went to turn on her small toaster-sized television, and nothing. That little box which emits sound and pictures is Mom's life saver each session. Ya know how some parents use the TV as a babysitter, or diversion for their children. Well, the TV keeps Mom's mind pre-occupied (as much as she can) from the whole dialysis process: the needles, the pain, the stiff neck and back problems.....and the worst part, when she cramps up.
All I can do is pray each day that God will help her get through each session, and hopefully, the people who are initiating the process are gentle, kind, and knowledgeable of their craft.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
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