Ana was up at 2:30am on Thursday to get Minga ready for dialysis, and Miley ready for school, and Raul ready for work. This is one hard working woman.
She and Minga got to the hospital at 5am, which was fortunate and meant Minga got to be called first from among the 6a.m. group. The dialysis unit had an unexpected number of bedridden and hospitalized patients who were brought over from the main building, and not every outpatient assigned to the 6am cohort got to go in. When we left around 10:30am, some from Minga’s group were yet to be brought in to the dialysis suite and hooked up — even ones who got there shortly after Minga at 5a.m..
We expected her to be done around 9:30am, but there are 30 patients at a time in the dialysis suite. The bedridden people had apparently been hooked up first, and were unhooked first as well. Hence our late departure.
Here are some pics of the dialysis experience, which is still very hard for those undergoing treatment and for family members who support them. Later in the day, while waiting for our Uber to go home from the mall, Minga told me she is grateful to God that she is alive, and grateful to Ana and Raul and her other family members for their care. The only thing she wishes is that God would take away this illness and let her go home. She knows that is not going to happen, but it’s what she prays for every day.