Meet Me In The Hallway.

I glare at my breakfast in utter disgust. It smells and looks revolting. My nose twitches and acid begins to travel to my throat. Cue in the dry reaching. I gulp my salvia down hoping it will subdue this agitation. I bite down hard on my lip and to my success I feel a little at ease.


My palm searches my heavily bloated stomach, rubbing away the nausea. Less than thirty minutes ago I wanted nothing more but to suppress my hunger and dive into these perfect presented three stack pancakes. The maple syrup I think is what has ruined it, dripping down the corners, hovering over the strawberries and ice cream. Yuck!

My breathing increases, I take a sip of water. I look across to my father and his plate of eggs with bacon and avocado. That looks nice. I pick up my fork placing some eggs, bacon and avocado in my mouth. I chomp a little, and oh god this taste so ferrel!

Quickly I pick up my napkin and try to be discreet as possible and spit it out. I swizzle some water down ridding anymore horrible taste. Placing my hand on my chest there goes my breathing again rapid and shortness of breath.

"You ok, honey?" My dad sincerely asks I lie and nod.

So here we are my father and I we have just landed all the way from Australia to sunny California. Just checked in to West Hollywood Andaz Hotel.

An update:

I am twenty one years old and all my life I have lived in and out of hospital. I suffer from Kidney Disease, I had a transplant three years ago and sadly now present day it's on it's way out, slowly deteriorating. When the doctor told me this news it was as though a bomb had been dropped and cover was no where in sight.

Let me tell you something about this disease. It is a bitch! It is a bully. My only concern was about this holiday were we able to go? This is my first time overseas ever, in the past my father would always be like "we have heaps of time wait another year, we will be fine, your healthy now."

Well another bitch is time. It goes either snail pace or fleets on by. What if this holiday is all I ever get? I know I shouldn't complain and other people may get less than this. But it's in my nature I want to go out and explore so when the doctor said you are stable for now go and enjoy I hugged her, I literally hugged her.


So here we are just landed, as I attempt to eat my breakfast, all these feelings are side effects to renal failure. I want to enjoy this holiday I do, but how can I to it's full extent when my inevitable life is halting me.

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