In which I share a dream, a poem, thoughts on nutrition, & personal reflections on life with a kidney disease on World Kidney Day 2021.
We’ve been running on fumes the past couple of days.
Today is my husband & I’s 7 year wedding anniversary.
My poor husband is in the hospital…
It’s the last day of 2020.
A poem written under quarantine.
My husband, unfortunately,
Update + a Spooky Poem
There is time between waves of excruciating pain where I’m relaxed, even peaceful, because the waves have just turned into trickles and it’s more manageable.
The end of summer is making sure I feel it.