To, Sid With Love. Sitting comfortably on my hospital bed, for four long hours at a time every Tuesday Thursday and Saturday, attached by needles and tubes from my upper left leg to my dialysis machine. This procedure happens for the rest of my life or until I receive a successful kidney transplant and can live without my life-saving machine. Most morning I happily read or watch television. We all have our own 32-inch telly above the hospital bed. How blessed we are. this is all thanks to Sister Brenda. the Nursing Sr in charge. Any funds that are donated from family members of deceased patients This funding is used to benefit the patients, that are on kidney dialysis. Next time I talk about Sid you will maybe have an idea of what happens to your Liz. I go on the Sid machine around 07.30 to 08.00am Sid is a nickname, really it started off as Sidney the dynamic Kidney, this was then changed to plain old Sid. The name makes it more personal to me and my friends, Now Sid needs the A team to keep him ticking along nicely. We have Angels are nurses, Care Bears are the machine movers and shakers, technicians keep Sid running, Catering assistants fill our tummies with food, Laundrymen keep us warm with fresh laundry, clean blankets, and sheeting. and cleaners plus bin men Everything runs like clockwork in our Unit. The Caterer comes usually at 09.30am With a pot of rosy lea tea fresh crispy hot toast or biscuits. This breaks the monotony in the 4-hour session, for most patients that are allowed food. A nice treat to eat for the privileged few. Some patients suffer from low blood pressure when they eat on their machines. this brings bad cramp. Therefore these patients are nil by mouth. Sometimes I bring a sneaky bag of Mr. Tayto, Salt and Vinegar crisps to tickle my taste buds,, and a Diet drink to have when I go on Sid. Don’t get me wrong here we all have our grumble about the Government and shoddy hospitals etc There’s the good side too Only for my amazing A team Consultants Drs and all I have mentioned I would be 6 foot under, Therefore I give my sincere gratitude to the Taxpayers that work damn hard to give money for our hospitals and all the magnificent people who do their utmost to save lives. Red tape has a lot to do with things not running smoothly. Lack of funding Young Doctors and Nurses don’t help the Bed situation. Love what you do Do what you love, Namaste dear hearts. May our God go with us on this 100 year Armistice Memorial Anniversary 11.11 .11. God Rest their souls.