dialysis transport change

I grew exhausted with the bone crushing, rock crushing ride of the Red Cross wheelchair van. By far the worst ride I ever experienced. Worse than any vehicle I rode on during two summers in Northern Alberta working on the start of the  Syncrude  Project. That included Nodwell swamp buggies.  I ended that transportation.  Back to being driven by my sister in our old Toyota Camry. Peace for me.

Dialysis was smooth this week.

Quiet celebration of my 62nd birthday on the 23rd.

Healing from open heart surgery slowly proceeding. I feel better each day.


Author: William J. Gibson

62 year old - writer/photographer Canadian, survived open heart surgery, received kidney transplant, sometimes dour, sometimes amusing, over six feet in height, severely follicle challemged

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