Hi, Y’all! 

As some of you may have noticed I have not been posting many updates lately and forget to update people personally. I’m gonna try to make this post not be the size of a small book but, no promises. 

Ever since I was released from the Hospital back in November my world has definitely changed. I thought I was going home to feel good, get back into a routine, and be on my merry way waiting for my next kidney. It definitely was not any of that. I got home and slept the first entire week, my body was SO exhausted and no matter how long you sit in a bed and do nothing, still doesn’t mean that your body loves it or even wants that. Not rest at all. So with that being said, I made it through all of the holidays, couple birthdays, and so on. Then comes my hospital stay back in January. A stay that went in vomiting and just feeling not quite alive even, and left with pneumonia and tamed down pancreatitis. So I go home on an unbelievably painful and sickening antibiotic and make my best to get through it. I finish my antibiotic and realize that I also at the moment had covid. So I tried to stay hydrated, fight, and pray. We made it through covid! So now we’re almost into February and I am NOT doing okay. I had like 3 really really good days where I wanted to go shopping, i wanted to run around the neighborhood, maybe even have a little concert here and there. Then boom. Back to root one. So now we’re to the part where it’s just annoying, i’m sad, angry, and just all around done. I’m done hurting, i’m done not being able to go to the grocery store, done making my favorite meal just to throw it up 5 minutes later. It was getting very old. So once I started throwing up my meds that’s when I was like “Yup okay, that’s it”. I had been talking to every doctor I had pretty much wnd