I went to visit my dad again at the dialysis clinic. We watched the hockey game on his personal TV, as most of the other patients were doing. By the end, some of the other individuals there were asking to stay 5 minutes more and nurses kept running over to sneak peeks at the end of the game. Everyone cheered together when Canada ran down the clock to win 1-0.It felt nice to celebrate with these other people. There is community everywhere, if you look for it.
It was nice spending time with my dad and the constant hum of the machine and the requirement for patients to keep movement to a minimum is actually kind of relaxing.
New schedules, new people, new treatments, new feelings. It's scary, it's painful, and there's beauty there if you look for it.