I have been inspired to write about this difficult topic by Big D and Me’s blog post Dialysis or Transplant: The Big Decision. He shared his experience and really voiced our experience also. In our early years of dialysis the nephrologist said that not everyone chooses a transplant. They had someone on dialysis for 20-years. … Continue reading
As the warm weather approaches, golfing is in the air. Not for me. Franklin ruined it for me. The first time he takes me out, he takes me to one of the longest courses. I would like to think he was trying to impress me with the beautiful course, but the cynic in me suspects … Continue reading
Do I say this “out loud”? If you read my Three Kids post last night, I talked about my insanity of wanting to have a third child. Even when things don’t make logical sense, making decisions is not always made with the brain. The heart wants what it wants. I want another child because I … Continue reading
I must be a total nutcase. A glutton for punishment. I would love to have a third child. Life with a toddler and baby is challenging. The sleep deprivation. Food differences. Laundry (mainly because of the amount of baby barf). Trying to pack everyone up to go out takes at around an hour. Feeding. Diapers. … Continue reading
It seems as though Franklin made the right choice. Seems as though.. They immediately do an x-ray, draw blood for testing, do 2-hrs of dialysis using his fistula instead of his line. He has a bit of trouble breathing. His left lung has some noise. Possibility of pneumonia, infection of the dialysis line (which is … Continue reading
Here we go again. Sadly. I thought it was because he was on the mend. But within 3 days things were just deteriorating. The first day we figured it was because he hadn’t eaten i 5 days. But even after only 1/2 bowl of broth, he would be hurting. Do we go. Don’t we go. … Continue reading
After a crazy 5 days documented in my Balancing series, Franklin is back home. I want to thank everyone for their support, kind words, and love. I appreciate you reading our journey and trying to understand someone of the ups and downs that is our lives. He was finally discharged. Not 100%, but at least … Continue reading
The plan was to stay home. Do 5 loads of laundry, wash dishes, bake cookies with The Boy, take a nap, and watch movies. It started out o.k. Both kiddies slept in 1-hr longer than usual. They’re tired too from all this. I call to check how The Husband is doing. Did he get dialysis? … Continue reading
No Zumba. No Swimming lessons. But at least I was going to go see him. All thanks to the time, generosity, kindness, patience, and unconditional love of Marcus’ Godmother and my parents. My parents would watch my toddler while W. would drive me down to see The Husband and wait in the car with the … Continue reading
The kids will win 99.9% of the time. But, it breaks my heart to do it. Franklin woke me at 5am. “Babe, I’m in pain”. Oh no. It was his day off of doing dialysis treatment (he gets two days off a week because his job is keeping himself alive with proper treatment). I call … Continue reading
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