By The Light's Early Dawn
It is morning. I stumble out of bed and disconnect myself from the dialysis machine. After taking my blood pressure and temperature, I dress. By that time the little doggy is ready for a little walk.
Usually I take the double bagged garbage, containing the tubing used for my dialysis to the garbage. If I let it go fo…
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