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Life with chronic renal failure - dialysis patient, kidney, dialysis, childhood

Life with chronic renal failure - January 2007

Have you ever thrown up on a teach. I did. When I was young if I over did the activity like running I would upchuck. But I always wanted to do as much as I could to keep up with the other kids. Well, it was all or nothing with my gym teacher Mr. Nelson. I had him for gym through grade school. He would make all the kids do laps around the gym 5 to 10 times. I could make it about three laps before I started feeling sick to my stomach. My mom tried to talk to him, but he thought she was just giving her little (like some other girls) an excuse.

He learned his lesson early one class when I came up to him after a few laps and said, “ I feel...” and puked on his shoes. I was so embarrasses, but I enjoyed it just a little. The bad thing is from that point he didn’t want me doing anything in class. I had to sit on the steps in the gym while the other kids got to play games. Other gym teachers just let me do what I could as long as I promised to rest when I really had to. I was on a winning broomball team, volleyball team and basketball team. I was last picked a few times, but not always because my friends always knew I would give it my all to contribute.


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The trouble with teachers is they either feel so sorry for you they single you out giving you extra praise for the same work the other students are doing or they are so mean it makes you force yourself to puke every morning so you don’t have to go to school. In grade school I ran into both kinds which made my learning anything even more difficult than it had to be.

I hated 1st grade. The principal, Mr. Gribling, and my teacher, Mrs. Hanshaw were sure I did not belong in a mainstream class because I was physically behind the other kids in height and coordination. Plus I had some learning disabilities from the coma I was in when I was a baby. I had to work extra hard to keep up with other kids my age. They did not think this was fair to me. My mom disagreed strongly. She knew I would always have to work harder than most to keep up in the world. No easy way out for me. But sometimes I think, what would have become of me if I was allowed to not work so hard for everything...


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Chapter 1: Kindergarden crush

January 27th 2007 19:14
I was born to be boy crazy. Starting in Kindergarden with my crush Timmy Lasher. He was my boyfriend. That’s what I told my mom. His mom was less happy with our puppy love.

We sat together at school, on the bus and even kissed before he would get off the bus at his house. That kiss is what bothered his mom the most. What is he caught my kidney problems? What if it lead to more? O.k., we were five. When I was 5, I don’t think I knew there was any more. You held hands, kissed and hugged your boyfriend. I really didn’t understand why his mom thought we were doing something wrong. He was my boyfriend. What more was there to do? So, I asked my mom.

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Within the last few years I have seen to many television programs with characters “dying” from loosing kidney function. If that was true I would have been dead a long time ago.
I was born with kidney problems, my doctors call it chronic renal failure. I only had a partial kidney that allowed me to urinate, but didn't filter out any impurities. I also had a deformed bladder at birth. I went though numerous surgeries when I was a baby to at least try and fix my bladder. After one surgery I was in a coma for several weeks. Doctors told my parents that even if I did wake up I would be mentally challenged my whole life.
According to my mom I just awoke one day and said, “I wanna drink of water.” I didn’t have complete brain damage, but there was one immediate noticeable complication. I was blind. But one day while playing in the living room with my mom I went after a red block. My mom called the Doctor. When my eyesight was checked the vision in my right eye was fine, but not in my left. They decided to put a patch over my right to try to force my left to get stronger.

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