Everything seemed to be against me. I’m sick and tired of feeling sick and tired but I refuse to sit around and feel sorry for myself. The past few weeks there have been tears, I am usually pretty good at putting my brave face on but I’m so frustrated recently that it all had to come out eventually. And it did.
Last Friday I was told that if I can’t master my needles again they would need to put a neckline in. Now I hate necklines but it wouldn’t have been such a big deal had it not been for the fact I’m going on holiday in September. You can’t get a neckline wet (even in the shower) and for me holidays are all about swimming in the pool and sea… especially when our hotel has a waterpark in it!
Anyway fast forward a few days and I’ve managed 4 days in a row at home, this is the most I’ve managed in a good few months! The threat of a neckline must have worked wonders!
The nurses have marked me up with a surgical pen so I know what angle to put my needles at and that seems to be helping (even if I do look rediculous with pen on my arm). Fingers crossed things continue and I can remain at home and steer clear of that neckline!
Few pics of recent days… the kids came round while I was dialysing and decided they would help!