I spent the night sleeping on the floor of my twelve-year-old son's bedroom last night. I was on "suicide watch". a few days ago Right before bedtime, he called me back into his room. He was angry and upset at the same time. He was gathering information. "Is there an easier way? " he asked. "Before I pull this thing out, is there a way they would listen to me and have a surgery to take it out?" He was talking about the PD Catheter (Peritoneal Dialysis) that has been surgically in place for over 900 days now. It's been too long. It was a long journey even before that was put in to give him the "freedom" to be home for dialysis, and the freedom to have a better "quality" of life. I had just left his room frustrated myself. I did not want to be around him any longer, and I was looking forward to selfishly escaping to my own room to look at the news, or social media, and catch up with what is happening in everyone els
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