It's Hard To Believe...
but I'm dialyzing at home now. Today was rough. I placed the arterial line and it felt good, really good, but I wasn't getting any blood flow. After awhile, I figured the line clotted up, so I pulled it and tried placing another one. Of course that one infiltrated. Argh. I took a step back and just relaxed for awhile. I got the arterial placed on the third try.
The venous needle took two sticks to get it right. Once I was hooked up to the machine, my arterial pressure was really high so I fidgeted with it some. Eventually though, the arterial pressures dropped and I was able to crank up the speed on the machine. My treatment time ended up being pretty darn close to 4 hours and with the set-up and early cannulation mistakes, it was a 6 hour affair.
I know, it may not seem worth it right now, but it'll get there. I could draw parallels to my freshman year at Stevens, but I'm wiped. Buenas Noches.
