Last month during dialysis I met a woman named Cathy whose husband was suffering from a sudden onset of kidney failure, and she was interested in hearing more about my experience with home dialysis, so after we got our husbands set up in-center, we headed over to Carson’s Tavern nearby, where we sat outside with Lola and enjoy a nice nosh and a Guinness on tap and chatted all about dialysis and other life stories. It was a nice way to pass the time, and she seemed to appreciate the information, which I was happy to share. Another late evening though, as Hubby’s 3:00 chair time means we don’t usually get home before 8:00, just in time for mosquito hour and getting eaten alive while putting away and feeding the horses. Looking forward to getting back to home hemodialysis, and saving myself two hours of driving 3 days a week!
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