After being sick for about a month and a half, I landed myself in the hospital due to straining muscles in my neck from coughing/dry heaving so much (it's much better now) and had the pleasure of listening to multiple voicemails from my nephrologist the following day. I was told that my kidney dropped to 12% and my "sinus infection" was actually symptoms of kidney failure and that I needed to start dialysis as soon as possible. That same day I was accepted as a transplant candidate but was also given a small list of things to do so that way I can get listed.
Fast forward roughly a week and a half and I am now moved back home from school and am slated for my catheter placement for the 30th (was originally the 6th of December but it got moved up).
I have literally went from a perfectly independent person who could live with a million reminders on her phone to barely being able to get up stairs or to the bathroom by myself in a matter of weeks. I barely eat since everything makes me nauseous and my muscles will randomly start shaking from fatigue and I sleep my days away.
Needless to say, I am terrified. I know that dialysis will make me feel at least somewhat better, but I have to get there first. I'm grateful that I have a great support system and they have helped tremendously.
Every day I have to tell myself that I will get there and that everything will work out. I count my small victories (woo hoo I got out of bed by myself!) and have grown to respect my limitations, but it's still hard to wonder if it will ever get better. As of now my main enemy is trying to eat enough since I'm just not hungry, the fatigue/muscle weakness and always having the taste of metal in my mouth. Also just mental/emotional stability with trying to knock out stuff so I can get listed and get my catheter placed.
Thank you for reading my rant/update! Any support is appreciated!