Another Health Setback

 

Dear readers and followers, 

I know that everyone is anxiously awaiting Chapter 9 of VIRTUOUS SINNERS, and I assure you, it is in the works. It is a work in progress. 

Just as some of you may or may not know I am a dialysis patient and have been since 2009. 

For some reason, my doctor lost his goddamn mind and decided to increase my treatment time from 4 hours to 4 hours and 15 minutes. And trust me, the 15 minutes does NOTHING negligible with the cleaning of my blood or removing the excess fluid from my body. 

What it has done has wrought havoc with my system. 

The last four treatments I've done, my blood pressure has gotten dangerously low to the point where I've been blacking out. I've never had this problem before. Usually I'm nagged for excessively high pressure. 

But no matter what I do--overdosing on caffeine, drowning my food in salt to the point I can barely eat it--nothing works. 

i keep passing out and bottoming out. 

To make it worse, since I'm on the last shift at my clinic, there usually not a nurse around so as I'm going out, I have to use my last bit of strength to shout for help to get someone's attention. 

So I've been coming home, feeling like all hell, and by the time I get to feeling normal again, it's time to go back. 

I'm not sleeping at all at home, because at night I have anxiety attacks, worried I'm going to pass out and no one will notice resulting in me dying or coming up with brain damage if I stop breathing. 

I've literally had to orchestrate my own rescue while active blacking out telling all the fucking goddamn newbie nurses what to do cause they'll stand with a surprised Pickachu face and be scared when an emergency is going on. 

I'm just really pissed off and scared for my life. 

The next time the doctor makes rounds I'm going to talk and LOUD so everyone can hear cause somebody told me that this upping the time shit was part of a study--THAT NOT A SINGLE PATIENT WAS TOLD ABOUT OR CONSENTED TO--and Tiffeny is no one's guinea pig. 

It's nothing for me to put my Karen hat on and ruin everyone's day. 

They've picked the RIGHT one to fuck with. 

But don't worry, once I get that sorted and my health back where it belongs, Chapter 9 will go up as planned. 

Thank you for your patience. 

(And please take care of your kidneys)