I am a new Peritoneal Dialysis (PD) patient. I am also married. So now we have my PD machine and all its stuff in our bedroom. It has been trying and the kidney disease has caused a strain on our home life. Sometimes it helps to have the perspective on another. My husband told me he wakes up and hears the machine running. (It is not loud but not quiet soothing seasides) He told me he thought this is the sound of life. Sometimes he embraces the changes to my life better than I. With all that goes on with kidney disease---dialysis--------transplant-----medication---ect-----ect----ect. We can forget that we do have treatments available. When I get frustrated setting up the machine, connecting myself, disconnecting myself, dealing with the daily garbage and the endless communication with Baxter (who I need to call today) I should think--- this is a good thing. This is what keeps me living.
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