Sometimes my trusty ball and chain fails. Yep, just like that something goes wrong. Either the cassette (the thing with all the pipes that plugs into the pump) is faulty and the machine screams until I press the stop button, or the pump door won’t open, or some thing or another doesn’t comply. Nothing, and I mean nothing gets me more pissed off when that happens. It’s enough that I have to contend with the daily grind of dialysis, I don’t also want to deal with a bothersome shitty machine.
Like when the bloody cassette fails and water gushes out all over the floor. And this is no ordinary water, no it’s a glucose solution. And let me tell you, that’s some sticky shit right there! I get so hacked off. Nothing makes me swear more than when there is sticky crap all over the floor, and bloody masses of it too!!
It’s very difficult to see the silver lining when that happens. If things can just work the way they are supposed to, our lives will all be just that much better. Anyway, after a deep breath, the mess got cleaned up and life went on.
Some days I’m just so sick of it all.