Saturday, March 5, 2011

Borrowed Time

I am feeling like I am on borrowed time lately. My ankles are almost the size of grapefruits, I am getting severely out of breath while walking to and from the parking lot, my energy boost from November is gone, my blood pressure is sky-high, and worse of all -- I have been advised that I may need to go three times a week in dialysis.

Maybe I am just tired, frustrated, sick, or a combination of all three, but there seems to be a lot of guessing and trial-and-error. I feel the doctors really do not know what is going on, and they do not communicate with each other. Why is it up to me to figure out what is wrong? If I knew I needed to do that, I would have become a doctor myself.