A bad day that ended well.

Tuesday evening when I got home from the clinic I noticed my legs were weak. I chalked it up to all the walking I did. I sat down on the couch to read my email and, when I got done, I found out I couldn't stand up. After pulling myself up with a bar stool and doing some leg lifts I was able to walk again. It turned out that anytime I sat in a low chair or laid down I couldn't get back up. I was able to get set up so I could do some leg exercises while holding onto a barstool and get my mobility back when I got up in the night. I went into the clinic this morning and told them about it. It turns out that my potassium was way too high (7) and another drug I take causes some muscle wasting. Between the two, that's what was keeping me down. So they gave me some medicine to bring down the potassium and they sent me to dialysis. Afterward I felt fine and, even though I had been laying down all three hours of it, I was able to get up and walk just fine. I need to do more walking to build up my leg muscles. My potassium is much lower now and everything is OK. They sent me home and I have to go into the clinic again tomorrow. So all's well that ends well.