Yesterday I was given my supper by my mother and I was just trying to finish up my meal and it is just a chore doing so. I really am struggling with my appetite especially before my dialysis day as I can't even eat anymore.
It is just like trying to survive each and everyday so I am basically not enjoying this life of mine. I could not cry anymore i did tried but no more tars as it was all had been maybe dried up from the past.
Now I am just trying to toughen up and it was always like this that I am doing anything I can to really see the sunlight of the next day. It is just good that I have a tool to distract me from my situation so that I would not get depressed or go crazy.
I just like also the fact that I am making some of my co-patients at dialysis be inspired, to make themselves also toughen up too so that they could also last like me because of our situation in this life and makes me happy in a way.
But as for my appetite I am just lamenting about it not knowing how soon I will have to endure it. I am just so eager to have my Parathyroid surgery so that I can graduate from taking my dreaded Parathyroid medicine, I really hate it for making my appetite in the crapper each and everyday.
I pray to God to will it for me to make me have get a normal appetite again because I am fed up with it too long already.