23/05/2021
Hi everybody this isn’t an update and I know it a little bit late but this is just a post to look back on how far I’ve come.
So here goes…
This day at 12:27 in 2018 i went from being a transplant patient to a Heamo Dialysis patient, it was a bit of a shock to the system. I knew this day would come it was just a moment of when, i was notified a few days previous that it was going to happen but on the 23rd of May 2018 i had the operation for the central line to be put in.
Me being me i preferred to be knocked out fully with general anaesthetic , they did offer a quick 30 mins in the treatment room but i started hyperventilating of the thought my life is over I’ve lost my transplant! I just wanted someone that couldn’t be there. And i hadn’t told anyone in my family due to embarrassment and disappointment in myself, but thankfully there was a lady opposite me that calmed me down and reassured me everything will be okay.
The reason i lost my kidney transplant was due to a lot of reasons not all my fault but there is fault my behalf that is there. Now its taken me a while to own it and also say it out loud. So i had many UTIs from around about a few months after the operation that lead to hospital visits and admissions. This caused a lot of scaring. then a few years passed… i went through a dark stage in my personal life that didnt help when there was a meds box full of medication that i just had enough of taking. i wanted control back in my life. then i got better at taking them again but due to the antibiotics from more UTIs i got E-coli, hospitalised and self isolation from anyone for 3 months. this didn’t help the kidney… things got worse in my personal life and i stopped going to hospital for check ups i didn’t even bother with the medication and i just gave up. Until it became painful so painful my kidney started to really hurt, i had a UTI but i was also in End Stage Renal FAILURE. And to own my mistakes i kept it from everyone and thought I’m gunna do this by myself, i put myself here now I’m gunna deal with it.
Until i saw that big bloody tube hanging out my chest, attached to a big arse machine ; I thought maybe i should tell my dad, i can’t hide this! So i did and i expected anger, disappointment, probably waiting to be called a F’ing idiot, i got none of that my dad look at me as i had tears in my eyes and he said we will get through this but you know this isn’t fully your fault. I want you to move back in with me so i can look after you. So once allowed home thats where i went back to my dad to be looked after because even at 18 the government may say your an adult but you still need your dad.
I was a pain in the arse when i first started out on Dialysis, yes i was that annoying stubborn rude patient that you literally want to punch for talking to the nurses like s**t! and now looking back at that version of myself id like to apologise to any nurse, i was scared it wasn’t anything against you. In-fact all the dialysis nurses had massive effect on the way I saw life as a young person on dialysis. their a family to me and hats off to all the underpaid overworked nurses that get s**t from patients, cause they will still look after you just strategise their way around you so there still doing their job and you’d be close to satisfied.
Now after 2 years and 4 months and a few travels to GUYS Hospital with Transplant turn downs I’ve finally been given this magic gift of life. All my levels are perfect and everyone is happy. including myself I’m now in a happier place then i once was, and if you know me personally you’d know what I’m talking about.
Anyways Peace and Love everyone!
Ellie x