Randy's fistula isn't working as well as it should. About a week ago he had to have some work done on it. Now his doctor says that it could be wearing out and he will need a new one. He has already had two put in his left arm so this means they'll have to move to the right. Which will change life as we know it. His right arm has always been the one that he could use. But now, both arms will be weak. I feel so defeated and upset for him. Through it all, he keeps saying that he feels lucky that it's lasted this long and it could be worse. I know that's what I should be thinking, but I can't wrap my mind around it. I keep thinking there has to be another way, but I don't know what it is.
And to make it worse, in a few weeks I'm supposed to leave town for two family reunions....last year at this time I missed my planned trips to see family because of issues with his fistula. It's like God doesn't want me to visit my family or something. Sorry, just feeling a little down!
