Author: Liz McCue (Page 11 of 14)

My last few Kidney dialysis sessions have been grueling. I have had a couple of days rest from my blog. I often curse and say dear Lord why me. That is the time I stop take a deep breath in, count to 5 and exhale slowly. This helps me relax and feel light headed. I forget the gripe from the awful sessions. All the negativity that has been building up over the week evaporates. I think of the good times on the far horizon. My new and much-appreciated kidney transplant, that will change my life for the better. I look at other unwell patients on their treatment. I say ‘Thank you God I give gratitude for all the good in my life’, Amen. I have many riches in abundance that money cannot buy. The list is never-ending. I am always looked after and protected by my guardian angels. They keep me positive and help me to stay on the right path. for my highest good. I am 23 years on my machine. Granted I had a 13-year reprieval. Thanks to my 3rd successful Kidney transplant.The happy memories out way any unpleasant ones. I have hope in my heart. Faith is what gets me up and motivated in the early mornings. I think of people other than myself. When I get to the renal unit I go to my friends to check everyone is present and are reasonably well. I check if there is an interesting news story for the Irish Kidney Association magazines. I then write up the notes and send them to the Editor, for printing on the Waterford page. There is always Birthdays. I take note who is in hospital. I love doing this News sheet for our Waterford dialysis unit. There are people and special things I will miss when my new Kidney transplant comes along. However, I welcome and nurture the new in my life. I go forward fearlessly, one step at a time. As I have said I have great faith, and a heart full of hope. my confidence and self-esteem are growing by the day. Remember my readers ‘Do what you love <3 Love what you do. Namaste dear hearts.

Just a reminder if you like my blog, please pass on the news to your friends and family I love connecting with people through my writing. If there are stories or information that might interest you, by all means, get in touch by email or by Facebook and Twitter. As people can probably see I am a newbie to this blog page. However, I am doing my best to learn what I can from the Internet Namaste dear hearts <3

Happy Halloween. Trick or treaters. Today I had a lay-in, my day off from Sid. I went to the sweet shop to stock up on more treats for the lucky bags, I was making for the children, that might knock on my door, as soon as darkness fell. I waited, just after 6 pm the first of the callers knocked. When I put the night light on and seen not one, but 6 cute little girls and 1 boy, It took me by shock. I was thinking have I enough bags made up at all. they all thanked me and went off happy with there treats. There were a couple more knocks 11 children altogether. I got off lightly. one year there was 27 I head counted. funny that it was the one year I gave money. maybe they were telling their friends As half the faces I didn’t know. I learned by my error that year,. Treats not money. Today I felt much better in myself, still breathless after not removing enough fluid on my machine yesterday. The weather was mild. I sold one of my books to a woman in Middlesex. I packaged it up tonight. So tomorrow I will post it, my book will be flying high, because yes “Thursday’s child” has far to go… Do what you love, Love what you do Namaste dear hearts.

Goodness grasious., today wasn’t the best of days for the feisty renal warrior. I love Saturday’s and my 2 long day intervals between my Sid< dialysis sessions. Trouble is no matter how good I am with my diet or fluid intake. Come Monday I am often perplexed at the outcome. I mostly feel like death warmed up Whatever that feels like. One can only imagine: I left home this morning an hour earlier than last week. Although my Alarm rang at 05.45am That was really 06.45am Lovely to have the brightness not long after I set off on my journey to visit Sid for my much needed Tuesday morning Kidney dialysis session. I was met at the weighing scales by our new male nurse. Nice and good-humored. We got on affably well, for the 4 hours in the hospital unit. Pity I didn't shift all my fluid weight This was not helping me all day. My fluid was up as I left hospital on Saturday. Which meant today was a rear for me. Well, I do know life cannot always be that beautiful bowl of cherries. Any way I cannot stand them. They remind me of childhood memories, Mammys Brandy and port in the public-house in Castleknock and mam giving me her cocktail Cherry with the intense smelling alcohol. I often gagged on them cherries. Eat it up Elizabeth child, they are good for you. Strange how one thought of an inoffensive little Cherry can make my mind open old nostalgic memories Back to this morning, I slept well waking up on the last hour with severe cramp I was massaged by my male assistant and two barrels were given to me, to press my feet against,to help with my skeletal renal cramps that can be really painful. I was grateful to nurse A. He was a good carer for me. I came off Sid feeling under the weather Which is not favorable. Thank God I have Thursday and Saturday to get the fluid level more to my liking So I can feel motivated and raring to go. I headed to bed once I reached home. I slept a few more hours. I was meant to meet a friend, however, I had to skip my appointment due to the way I was feeling. Drained and lethargic. I was only fit for the land of oblivion. Well, folks that were Lizzy bits daily squabbles. another battle to fight for this Feisty renal warrior to win. I always come out on top Thanks to my Guardian angels Audrey and Johanna, who are looking after their Earth friend Liz Mccue. 24/7 Do what you love. Love what you do, Namaste dear hearts. Another day nearer my Gift of life Thank you, God.

Hello, my friends. I didn’t write my blog last night. I felt slightly lethargic. Today was a bank holiday Monday here in Southern Ireland. Last night I brought the landline phone to bed.. On a long bank holiday weekend, one never knows when the phone might ring with the much needed Kidney transplant. Alas this thought made a fool of me. 🙂 After waking up this morning, I asked myself, what is my passion in life What do I really desire to do, When I can truly answer this question, It will help me to feel a lot more happier in my inner self. Writing always pops into my mind, when I ask this question to my mind. I get a loving feeling in my heart Yes a Passion for sure. Fancy having a love affair with a Parker pen. There have been times I have been writing a loving story and the pen has brought me to euphoria. a sudden rush of excitement often comes to my mind. i have learned a lot over the last 3 years that’s a sure cert. Thanks to Grammarly, also. they help me with spelling and over used words that are not the correct and meaningful.. Hopefully I can have my next book out in 2019. I feel exhilarated, when I think of getting my next book published A tingle in my Sacral energy Chakra centre. gives me such a big buzz. <3 Today had magical moments, chatting with friends. My partners daughter Tracey came over to visit She brought beautiful photos and videos on her phone for us to look and listen too. We had a few laughs at old memories. That's what each day is about, making happy moments and new exciting memories. When we look back every year. Life seems to have flown by Our imagination is in Gods realm, our mind is in man made time. If this makes sense. We live our lives by the man made clock Not God's universal everlasting eternity. Live love and be joyous Each day is a blessing. I give gratitude for all the days I have had here on Mother Earth. Do what you love. Love what you do, Namaste dear hearts.