I'm just used to doing everything myself with no need for a car -- and I've always been proud of it, it's a significant part of my self-image -- but the times they are a changin'.
Maybe my doc will figure out that something non-kidney-related is causing or exacerbating my fatigue, and maybe there will be something we can do about it, and maybe I will go back to being the sturdy, capable, independent gal I was before, able to walk a couple miles wearing a backpack full of 10 32-oz bottles of Gatorade, but for now, I need help.
I'm not so good at asking for help. I never have been. I love to help people and am pretty much always eager to do so, but the reverse is more difficult for me, like I'm proclaiming that I am weak.
Well, we're all weak sometimes, in some ways. Some of us more than others. No shame in it, I know, but it still feels uncomfortable.