My New Kidney Transplant countdown

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My New Kidney Transplant countdown

Hello, readers. Liz McCue here, I am hoping you are not losing interest in the feisty renal warriors’ postings. As you guessed last night I was not on my Internet platform, one was rather sleepy after the dialysis session yesterday morning. There was pandemonium in the downstairs Unit. Water was off on most of the machine areas. Our nurses were running around trying to sort all the patients out, to make sure we all got the dialysis we needed, Especially with the long Weekend upon us, and all the patients having a few days off. A few of the men and I were sent up to the acute unit at the medical 2 ward, so they could get the other patients on the few machines that had water downstairs. See its not all plain sailing in the Renal Dialysis Unit at the University Hospital We get our down days too. The unit upstairs was calm and peaceful and the nurses were less taxing on the brain. Sometimes we get very short of renal staff it’s scary to see the nurses fretting over small holdups. when I get the wonderful successful Kidney transplant I will feel like I’m in heaven. I will always be very grateful for my healthy living Organ. Scared also after spending 14 years on my Kidney machine and then to get my kidney and be able to have a Peewee :0 I will be Gobsmacked for a while. Not for long mind Lol. I have too much to do Goals and dreams to conquer. Because a person has to die for me to live, I will look after the person’s organ really well. Out of sincere gratitude for the deceased Cadaver in heaven. Tomorrow I have a day off from Sid I hope to go out early with my dear pal in her car for a spin and some Brunch. speak soon. Namaste dear ones. Have a motivated Monday 🙂

My New Kidney Transplant countdown

A Tough Old Station. This is what I think of my life at certain times. . . I get up in the mornings at 06.45 am on 3 mornings a week without fail. Like starting an imaginary train journey on the Waterford to Dublin train. The time I am away from home seems endless. Even though its usually only 6 hours from the time I leave my home to the time my driver brings me home again. John my contract driver slows up at 07.00 am. I sometimes go off smiling feeling happy other times I feel wound up like a Yoyo ready to spring into action only in slow motion. I always pray before I get up from my bed. For all the people I know and care about The people suffering from all forms of abuse All that needs extra special intentions in life myself included. My family friends etc. I feel much lighter after my prayer meditation. This leaves me free to get on with my day. I pack my bag the night before like I use to pack my school bag, many years ago. Books pens pencils writing paper Crisps and a tin of drink to wash down my crisps after eating the salty snack That I chide from view from the nurses and dietician. Saves the lectures from them on eating too much potassium and phosphates. Life is short If I cannot cheat now and again what is the point, After all, it could be booze I am sneaking in, to consume on the machine, or going drinking the evening before. Anyway, I am waiting patiently for my next Kidney transplant Therefore I refuse to drink beer spirits or wine in case the call would come and Liz McCue was three sheets to the wind on the dreaded drink.. It’s a long time since I drank alcohol. I feel better without this substance. No dreadful hangovers from hell. Like I use to have years ago. Hearing me saying never again No booze for me Yeah right, next chance I got I was sitting puffing fags to beat the band Knocking back Gin and thinking I was the business While I made an ass of myself, getting off my head whenever I had the inclination to do so. Anyway, back to the 3 day Sid routine and the tough old station, After I let Alfie boy the dog out to have his wee I gather my coat and bag together and head off with my driver. The journey takes about a half hour away from my village The hospital is the other side of Waterford City. I travel with another patient named Alan. We arrive about 07.30 am and find our bed Sometimes I am lucky I get put on quickly and have a great session. The nurses have their favorite patients and we have ours too. I love getting certain nurses We have our interesting chats and a few laughs as they put them dreaded needles in my leg. to attach me to my dialysis Sid machine. Sometimes its Arrrhhhhh I am mumbling at the nurse in question. and sometimes there’s awe thanks nurse I never felt them old needles today. Often I sleep for a few hours other times I write or read after my morning treats. Sometimes I might need to come off and use the toilet. Which I find embarrassing. The nurses dislike, patients, having to do this. As they are always a shortage of staffing on our unit floor. Our nurses are sweet darlings They do their utmost for us patients. We get their best care. However, I feel like the 3 days do feel like traveling along a track Not knowing what station I will be getting off this train. God is my driver The angels are there to let me off at the right stop for my highest good. Thank you, God, for keeping me safe and protected as I travel the distance you have set for this feisty renal Warrior. Do what we love, love what we do Namaste dear hearts, Hoot, hoot my dear hearts <3

My New Kidney Transplant countdown

My thought for Wednesday the 14th of November. Life is very precious to me. I have fought hard over the years, to stay alive. I know when my time is up I won’t need to fight. I feel God has a roll call We all receive numbers when we arrive here on Earth. Out of our mummies tummy. What we do with our gift of life is entirely up to us. We must remember our beautiful life is a miracle from God above, which must be grateful for. There is no dress rehearsal. The time we get is a limited edition. Therefore whatever goals we have must always be focused on and when we manage to achieve the goal give gratitude and move on to the next one. I was very sad today to read a dear Facebook friend is at the End-stage Kidney failure. This dear lady has refused treatment to keep her alive any longer. I remember when I was on death’s door, maybe a day away from passing over. I could not breathe eat Wee. I slept long hours Hardly waking up at all. My mother and stepdad Frank, my little sister Anna My aunties uncles cousins friends were all devastated to see me slipping away before them. I owed it to them and to myself to fight for the rest of my life. At times I was scared But I know God and the angels and Saints were edging me on. My time was not yet up. I had lessons to learn. I was 19 years old.at that time. I am now 58 years young I have lived a great life. Done an amazing lot of achievements. I have had 3 wonderful transplants Only one was a complete success This gave me a 13-year break from my daily treatment. At times I have had struggles I count the days until my next successful kidney. I have more books to write More inspiration and positivity to spread. I would not change my life for anything. I have learned great lessons Met beautiful people along the way. I enjoy being active and making my friends happy I am a confident feisty renal warrior. Fighting my way to Kidney transplant number 4 Thank you God for my beautiful life here on Mother Earth. I for one know my Life is worth every battle and God will help me all the way along the path on my Highway to heaven. A lot further on in time. Namaste dear followers <3 x

My New Kidney Transplant countdown

A nice day off, from Sid. I had a lovely lay in. My other half Barney took me to the nearest town Dungarvan, for my shopping. The weather last Friday was diabolical. We refrained from traveling out for the shops.. At least it was quiet enough for a Monday. Plenty of parking space for us in the Supermarket car- park. My Seafood Fish shop was shut. They don’t open on a Monday. I did well I got my lovely fish in Super Valu, I had a nice feed of Hake for tea. The weather was bright enough Not too cold. At times its good to see new sights and see new faces. Like the saying goes A change is as good as a rest. As today is Monday, I must admit I will be glad to be relieved of extra bodily fluid and nauseous toxins, that have built up since Saturday afternoon. One never misses a body organ until the organ no longer works. I look forward to my week ahead to see what great things I have in store. I am constantly getting my finalist competition out on the Social networking sites. How I would love to win the first prize. The prestige of winning. the excitement will be mighty. If you read this then please Vote for the feisty renal Warrior Liz Mccue. <3 Love what we do Do what we love. Namaste dear hearts Have an extraordinary week filled with Love joy peace patience understanding determination and motivation. God bless us all as we walk our path of life. https://www.facebook.com/messages/t/100014023099414

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