Think about your favorite sports team. Now, think about their biggest rival. As a Pittsburgher, the Steelers and Bengals come to mind. Even when I lived in Ohio I never ever brought myself to cheer for the Cleveland or Cincinnati teams. How about Pitt and Penn State? I know that many Pennsylvania family dinners have come to blows over this rivalry.
It’s all about choosing sides. Which side do you side with? Which side are you on? These are all very important questions that have very important answers. We are about to switch sides in our home. Bed sides. As in changing which side of the bed we sleep on each night.
When we were married 11 years ago, we chose sides so that I was the first line of defense against three teens in our home. We’ve made a short term switch before when My FishGuy had his knee replaced. Two weeks and we couldn’t wait to be back on the correct side of the bed.
My FishGuy’s new handy dandy overnight dialysis machine must go over on that side of the room. No problem. Plenty of room over there. With My FishGuy attached to it. Problem. The machine arrives on Friday. We’ve known this switch was coming for over two months. We’ve talked about it and planned it. It’s been on The List for weeks. We just can’t do it. Two nightstands. Two sides of the headboard. A clock. All these things can be moved with a small bit of effort. It’s me that worries me. I’m hoping we survive.
Update: The Switch has happened and we survived. It’s not comfortable yet and definitely not second nature. I go to the wrong side most evenings. When I’m looking for my nail file or polish, I walk past my new side and head for the old side only to come back around.
That handy dandy overnight dialysis machine? It’s not quite as friendly as we hoped. We are on the second machine, the second programmed card and many nights of lost sleep. It’s like having 2 am feedings each hour. It has an obnoxious alarm that goes off every 70-90 minutes throughout the 8 hour treatment. We are hoping and praying this gets better, much better. And soon!
Lists. I’m a List maker. I have a List for this and one for that. A List in the kitchen, one in my purse and one for My FishGuy. Don’t waste a minute of time explaining to me that my phone has an app for that and yes, I could even cross it off on my phone. Doesn’t feel the same as physically taking a pen and lining through it.
My grocery list is an Excel sheet of the items I purchase regularly. A list hangs out on the refrigerator and I simply check mark the box when it needs purchased. Yes, it has plenty of empty spaces to add items in. Yes, it’s arranged by aisle. It feels fabulous to get through the entire grocery store and have nothing left on my list.
Which brings me to the most important List of our lives. The Kidney Transplant List. My FishGuy has been approved and added to the LIST as of April 13, 2016. We are only now beginning to understand exactly what that means. We are counting on our friends and families to come alongside us as this new and exciting adventure begins!
Just keep swimming,