Blue Skies Passing Through my Soul

After a painful Monday during dialysis, a blown fistula that had my spirit deflated, I have had the opportunity to go to the gym to train, 2 hours this morning, train another client, reach out to the positives and fill my happy gas tank.  I'm grateful for this part of my life, when I'm getting down and not feeling well, I can head to the gym.  The gym gives me happiness and keeps me distracted from this process of dialysis and kidney failure.  I will become the face of this, however, I would rather not be the face of this journey.  I'm looking forward to better training this week, more succes this week, and reaching out to all the Canadians that we can reach to try to get people aware of the organ donor concept that is done here in Canada, which is representing us as a whole.  In Canada, we have to opt-in different than in Spain where people opt-out.  So please share this.  If anyone has any suggestions about how to raise more awareness, please join our team. 

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Kevin Tough Mudder/ Dialysis

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This video will give you a sense of my journey to the Tough Mudder while on dialysis.

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The Yo-Yo Effect

Woke up today and had a nice workout and enjoyed my health smoothie designed for a dialysis patient.  Then I prepared myself for the first training session of the morning.  Had a great time with mentoring a new personal trainer and then I went to dialysis.  Now 2 out of 4 times have blown my fistula where the blood pools inside my arms and it swells up the size of a grapefruit, which causes a lot of pain and mentally is depressing because it makes me have to rest the fisula for another week before they can start double-needling me again.  This means a longer period before I can get my catheter out, and I can start training in the water, without so much strain on my fistula.  The nurse feels bad about this and I feel bad for the nurse, however, I also feel very frustrated with the process.  And with this frustration, leads to anger and then sadness.  However, I cannot allow myself to have much time feeling sad because it doesn't help me.  So I have to turn the chip over and ask for brightness which allows me to be happy.