Even though my breathing is a bit easier, there’s probably still some fluid in my lungs from looking at my lower legs. If you push down on my ankle with your finger, it still leaves an indentation for a few minutes, which means edema. The dialysis center has been “challenging” my weight for a few weeks and today, I finished at 83.2 kg using their scale.
I thought my ankles were going to cramp a few times but maybe they were just stiff. I really don’t like the fistula since I’ve never had any pain using the chest catheter. I don’t think I can do home hemodialysis since it’s so hard to get the needles right. Sigh, if the transplant doesn’t happen, then I’m probably stuck with in-clinic hemodialysis for several more years.
Life with chronic diseases 