zyryx

everyone kiss me, I'm lucky to be alive this rainy morning. I was almost run over this morning, not 10 minutes ago. I drove my usual wake up laps around the lake. then I made my usual stop at 7-11 for my dialysis snack. as I was walking from the car to the doors of the store, I caught some movement out of the corner of eye, then a screeching of tires as a gold Mercedes jumps the curb and plows into the doors of the 7-11 not three feet in front of me. big crash, flying glass. I stood there for a moment, the guy got out of his car and asked if I was ok. I was a little freaked out, I just got back in my car and left. I should have stayed and talked to police, but I needed to get to dialysis, and what the hell could I have told them that wasn't frikkin obvious?

so had the angeogram Friday. they tried to ballon a narrowing of the fistula. didn't work, so probably some cutting in the near future. BFD I'm alive damnit!

I'll be damn glad when this weekend is over. right at this very moment I want to go for a long bike ride and real get "walking funny the next day" laid.