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Faith, Fear, Harold & Me
Harold (the name that i gave my kidney disease) has become more forefront as he slowly (hopefully very very slowly) shuts down an organ, the thing is its not just that its all the other questions and read questions as fear that it raises. Make no mistake oh dear and gentle reader this is a disease that feeds on fear, like fat people at an Old country Buffet, and me I am chock full of fear. One of the many joys of chronic disease is not being able to tell actual symptoms from the messed up anxieties in my head. I don’t want to be defined by disease but right now it’s hard help it. It’s like it doesn’t just have a hold of my kidneys, it very selfishly seems to want my whole life
A Brief Note About What Has Been Going on With Me: PART 2 Electric Bugaloo
Harold (the name that i gave my kidney disease) has become more forefront as he slowly (hopefully very very slowly) shuts down an organ, the thing is its not just that its all the other questions and read questions as fear that it raises. Make no mistake oh dear and gentle reader this is a disease that feeds on fear, like fat people at an Old country Buffet, and me I am chock full of fear. One of the many joys of chronic disease is not being able to tell actual symptoms from the messed up anxieties in my head. I don’t want to be defined by disease but right now it’s hard help it. It’s like it doesn’t just have a hold of my kidneys, it very selfishly seems to want my whole life
