Hello again, everyone; just like the proverbial bad penny, I am back, and I really ought to begin this post with an apology for my 'fraidy-cat' behaviour when I was first a member of this group, under the name 'neophyte'.
I had, then, recently been diagnosed as suffering from CKD and was having an awful time of coming to terms with it, despite all the positive responses you were kind enough to give my maiden post. I tried to pretend it wasn't happening - at least not to ME - and ran away.
Fortunately, I managed to remain in contact with another member here and he has been my rock over the last three months, so much so that I have now taken the Hep B jabs offered to me and, on Monday, had a fistula created for haemodyalisis. My GFR is now at 15 and I imagine I will soon be starting on the unit.
I realise my actions were irrational and childish but they didn't seem so at the time; a friend counselled me about the five stages of grief, something I had always considered nonsense; how quickly this disease changes minds, eh?
I would love to be an active member of this group now my head is in the right place, rather than buried in the sand; I won't run away again - will you give me another chance? I couldn't be 'neophyte' again and 'boomerang', which seemed appropriate, was already taken.
I often think, on occasions like this, of Robert Frost, when he said: 'Home is the place, where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in'. Please try to find a little room for me.