That's right, I said it could kill me. You see, a little over a month ago, I was diagnosed with Acute Kidney Failure. Along with the kidney stones I had to pass, painfully.
I learned all kinds of things from that damned nephrologist. Such as: my kidneys were not processing potassium, or water. I had to start taking phosphate blockers. I had to limit the amount of liquids I put in my body, because my kidneys were apparently opposed to filtering those fluids so the pee can flow. These were among the many things that I set upon, at the doctors insistence.
No more beef, chicken or salmon....too much protein.
No more high potassium fruits or veggies.
No more high sodium foods or liquids...they make you retain water.
I was so limited on water/liquids, that I started every day with a set amount. When that ran out, I went to bed, lest I be dying of thirst. I had sugar free hard candies (to deter thirst). I was told to brush my teeth every couple of hours (to deter thirst).
Life pretty much sucked. Until I was told it was a misdiagnosis. Yes, you read that correctly. They missed what was causing my symptoms, and the slight blood work alterations. It was something else altogether. I don't want to get into that one...its another post entirely.
I just wanted you to know that I am ok...now. And I can drink all the water I want to again. I missed it. A lot.
This post is part of the TRDC writing prompts.
Water gives life. It also takes it away. Write a short piece - fiction or non-fiction - inspired by one or both of these statements.