I have been going through my diary entries while going through the worst of dialysis and I found this gem. I don't recall writing it even though it was just over a month ago. Kidney brain makes everything foggy, and my memory of the last six months to a year is paltry at best. Nevertheless it is interesting to me that this came out at a time I was feeling so poorly. At this time I was throwing up almost daily from starting dialysis, and I was in a wheelchair whenever I left the house. Some people might remember the very end of this rant was posted on Facebook as a simple status. This was the rant that came before it.
November 17th, 2012
November 17th, 2012
Three times a week I spend five hours of my day sitting in a building that is full of people like me. “Moochers” that are quite obviously the bottom class of society. These people are not as lucky as I am. They don’t have a husband who has insurance with his job, and they don’t have the ability to pay for an extra spousal plan. Many of them aren’t childless like me. They don’t have cars or expendable income. Most of them don’t have family that takes care of them, and they spend so much time in hospitals they don’t have time to make friends. They aren’t waiting for a transplant like me. On behalf of them and myself I just want to say thank you. Thank you America for choosing to spend the ridiculous amount of money it takes in a year to keep us alive. I am sorry we have so much debt and it aches me to know that I am a cause of so much of it. Thank you for caring to increase funding to our medical system to allow the technology that has so obviously grown leaps and bounds in the last 7 years since I was on dialysis. We aren’t ungrateful, we are just sick. So please excuse us for not knowing more about what is happening over seas while we fight for our lives. It takes effort to stay alive for some of us, and we would much rather be home complaining about our jobs and the state of the economy. But when you are as sick as we are it goes