You never know …

I have been living in my apartment for the past 4 months and what I’ve told many of my friends is that I wish I could just move my apartment, because my neighbors drive me crazy. Neighbors across the hall have too many visitors and smoke a lot!. And the older  woman that lives above is always moving furniture late at night and early in the morning. I’ve only spoken to her once before bumping into her today.

I walked to my door and she stopped to say hi, I felt I looked childish with a lollipop stick sticking out of my mouth, but taking it out would have been inappropriate I think lol Any way, she introduced me to her sister and I re-introduced myself, then she proceeds to apologize for all the noise she makes at night, I immediately said no worries, even though I was happy that she acknowledge it and apologized. She then told me  she’s on dialysis and her treatment is at night and showed me her stomach where I assume she inserts the treatment. All this time I thought she was moving furniture, but I believe she was actually moving her machine. God I felt bad, and all I could say is that I’m soo sorry to hear, it then got quiet and I could see the sadness in her eyes, it broke my heart. Since I’m the type of person that hates awkward silence I ended the convo by saying it was good seeing you.

As I write this I’m getting teary eyed and just grateful that my condition is not worst. You would think as a person with a chronic illness I would immediately be more empathetic than others but its still hard seeing people being sick. I feel so silly and immature thinking all this time she was a mad old woman trying to make my life miserable. You just never know . . .

I want to give her something, or drop something at her door so she knows I’m here if she needs help. Any ideas? More than ever I feel propelled to help others who are sick, I know that feeling of loneliness.

As always I take one day at a time and remain hopeful.

One thought on “You never know …

  1. It’s easy to get frustrated when you’re tired or in pain. You know what’s happening now. Let go of the guilt inside.

    Perhaps a box of simple to make foods for your neighbor? I know I never feel like cooking when things aren’t going well.

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