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May was a tough month for us. It did not start out that way, but it became more challenging as the month went on.

As it turns out, we decided to switch dialysis centers last month. We had an ongoing care issue with my assigned technician in Dialysis Center A. Early on in the month, an incident happened that made me very mad. I was cramping and in so much pain, and instead of helping me, my technician and the nurse were chatting and commenting on my snacks. This was not the first time that something like this happened. I got angry, and demanded that I be taken off the machine. I have not been back there again.

After a face-to-face discussion with the area manager with Dialysis Center A and the director of Dialysis Center B (courtesy of Hubby) and a lot of "make-up" dialysis sessions (usually on Tuesday/Thursday/Saturday during my work hours), we are finally on a regular schedule with Dialysis Center B. The center is not as pristine as the other one and about 10 minutes further, but the staff seems to be more on top of things and more attentive. It is also near an Asian market (pork buns -- yippee!!!) and the dojo!

So far, things are going well, and I have not cramped since I started there. The only downside is that they are not used to locating my veins yet, and I am back down to size 17 needles. I am hoping that even with that I can keep to my twice a week schedule.