Late nights, rough days

Most days, I wake up exhausted from the night before. I wonder how I will make it through the day. I feel unaccompanied and overwhelmed. I work my 9 to 5, rush home to start my wife and “nursing” duities. I try to get a little “me” time as best I can. And I dedicate my night to dialysis for the last four or five hours of the day.

In between, I try to keep myself sane and alive by “doing” things, so at least I feel like I’ve achieved something.

I am a full mess most days. I don’t know very many people who I wouldn’t trade lives with. Yet I push through with a smile on my face and faith in my heart, praying for restful nights and peaceful days 🙏🏾💜