Turning Point

Today feels like a turning point.

The operation to create a fistula seems to have gone well.  They’ve said they could hear it in theatre and the recovery room, even if it is a bit faint.  I hope to God it works, I couldn’t cope with another failure.  I’ve already shed more tears today than I’ve done in a while.

My blood tests weren’t great.  How that affects things will materialise over the next week.