Can't say that there is an awful lot happening today except for the fact my memory is getting much much worse, is it age or a side effect of dialysis? I a hoping that it is a side effect of dialysis because the last thing I want to admit to is getting old! When I realised that I w0uod be 40 next birthday I didn't know whether to cry or cheer. After all aking it to 40 is some achievement after all I have been through this year but the vane part of me would rather I could turn back time and relive my 30's again. 30 seemed to be the age where I was wise enough to avoid all the pitfalls but parts of my body still pointed north! Why is it the older and wiser you get the less the opposite sex seem to take any notice of you.
And once again we are on a dialysis day so later on I will be spending another mind numbing 4 hours hooked up to that noisy thing, I swear I will go deaf before i finish dialysis and I wou't just need a kidney transplant I'll need a hearing aid.

I am well and truly bored, once again I can not sleep, I wonder if other dialysis patients suffer from unsomnia. However the first question the doc asks you "Why do you think you can't sleep?" I DONT KNOW, I JUST CAN'T. I mean I have tries everything under the sun drawing the line as sleeping tablets but even those I have has for 3 days ans I must addmit I slept the sleep of the dead/ Please if anyothe reanl patients have any ideas, please pass themon, I'll ry anythinjbut I draw the line at codliver oli and tripe! Otherwise all sujjestiomswelcom.

It sometimes seems as if dialysis days come around quicker and quicker. Yet another 4 hour session which is particularly annoying today because the sun is shining and it is a glorious autumn day. It would be a wonderful day to go out and sit outside in a restaurant o pub and have a few drinks - I can dream can't I?
Nick is training to run the Cardiff half marathon in a month so anyone reading this please sponsor him on the just giving link, he is running for Kidney Wales as usual.
Better go as the machine is calling my name!

Well, I am back - still alive and still kicking! Seriously though, I have recovered well from the car crash I had in March and luckily I am no longer undergoing physio. It was a hard slog to get mobile again after I was sent home from the hospital and it took the services of a fantastic physio called Bob Jones to get my leg bending as normal and me walking with crutches at first then two sticks and now, on a good day, just one stick. My metal work (arm, hand, elbow, knee and thigh) still gives me a bit of jip but on the whole I can't complain. The fact that I survived the wreck that was my car makes me certain that it just wasn't my time yet however I think I have now used a few of my nine lives!
Dialysis is still as boring as ever and I have to admit I would dearly love to be able to forget about my routine for a week or two, take a break from dialysis. This is not an option so it is a case of making the most of an annoying situation and trying to make the most of the time I spend on the machine. It is pointless getting angry or upset about dialysis, I would rather expend my energy on something I can change or at least something I can do something about. As the Serenity Prayer by Reinhold Niebuhr states; God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference.
I want to be that wise.