Best Dialysis Poems


Life of a Dialysis Patient

I wake up early Monday morning
still cold and dark outside
eat my breakfast, take my pills
sit and wait for my ride,

arrive at the center
get comfortable in my chair
like I do 3 times a week
thankful t hat I'm there

I come to every treatment
I never show up late
I eat a healthy diet
and watch my fluid intake

This isn't the life I chose for me
but I have to tell you this
I wouldn't be sitting here today
if it wasn't for Dialysis.

From Healthy To Dialysis

Life was beautiful
Typical teenager
Junior year 2003
Living life’

Walking the halls
Feeling confident 
One morning 
Walking up the stairs
Lost my breath 
Fighting for air

Went to the clinic
Test said negative
Wish it would’ve been positive
Second opinion 
UTI
I would’ve accepted that

Day before thanksgiving
Wasn’t feeling thankful
My body was dying
Drowning in its toxins 
I woke to a blurry worry

I could hear 
But my vision vanish
I couldn’t breathe
Kept my cool 
Saving my mama
Heartbreak

Went back to bed
Praying this a dream
This nightmare go away
I knew I was dying 
I feared the worst

Sleeping to my death
Which was hours away
My lifeless body shutting down
Midnight follow me
Dogs sense death
She waited for me 
By the bathroom

My fears came true
Sounds of the water 
No flow 
No drop 
My world stop

Mama push me to get ready
It took me hour to dress
I had to follow everyone voice
I realize I was really blind
Mama kept asking 
Look at her 
Had to fight to find her
I finally did 

Doctor hit me with a blow
A blow I couldn’t take
She was in tears 
She couldn’t get the words out
End Stage Renal Failure 
E
S
R
D

I could’ve died a thousand deaths
No words could explain my pain 
How did I end up here 
16 years old 
Felt hopeless
Denial angry
Felt angry 
Felt robbed 
Robbed of my dreams
Air force 
Kids 
Family

Dialysis

I walk with my sister and we are young
And her knees are less broken; they swallow
petrel calls and soon we are
equivalent. I call these my oceans. I
shriek with my sister, we wished the 
evenings would take our wolf-like sounds
and make us un-speeched. 
We are straight and know the meaning of 
artificiality. It is this:
jingoism, pesticide,
beaches steeped in rich, naked men.
I promise to protect my sister from optimism,
and together we are impatiently
consumed by mosquito thirst. When we grow
pale, I offer her dirty laundry,
grass stains. In her mind, she is already
past alternatives, and has forgotten
those rhythms. Beneath the ocean, I am
subdued and I am drowning in inanity
And there is a chain wrapped around my sisters
foot; really it is a snake. I am
bellowing the chains, willing her to acquiesce,
but she whispers to the snake,
sweetly, and it slackens, and she is walking
into naked beaches.
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Dialysis

(This is a fictional poem)

I have to come here continuously to be on dialysis.
My kidneys are no longer good and I really hate this.
Several of my relatives could've donated a kidney but they all said no.
I've always been good to them and when they refused, it was pretty low.
When my brother had an accident last year, I donated blood.
I even bought him his first car and he treated me like mud.
After three and a half decades, I finally see these relatives for what they are.
Being related to such losers really hurts and it has given me emotional scars.
Maybe I'll get a kidney even though things look pretty grim.
But when it comes to my relatives, I will never forgive them.

Dialysis

Dialysis 

Dialysis 
What is that 
Let's do some  research 
Get a few facts 
It's a procedure to remove waste products and excess fluid from the blood when the kidneys stop working properly
They have to take your blood out 
Clean it put it back in 
You experience the chills 
And sometimes it leaves you in shock 
They need heating blankets and cozy socks 
To stay warm 
They experience so much with their bodies 
They have to be dialysised three times a week 
It's exhausting 
Overbearing 
It's scary 
I thought this was worth sharing 
Your blood pressure can be lowered 
You experience muscle cramps 
is physically and emotionally draining, causes complications such as nerve problems, anaemia, bone disease and infection. In addition, an arduous regime of three days a week on dialysis can lead to symptoms including nausea, vomiting, cramps and depression.
Whew Let's have a session
My mom had to go go to dialysis for 4 years 
Three times a week 
She went through a lot 
On a machine 
Trying to give it your all 
Sometimes she would have to get off of it because her body would cramp 
She would cry 
Unless you were a dialysis patient. 
You wouldn't understand why 
I salute ?? each one 
Each one i wish I could give a hug
You guys are tough ?? 
And deserve a lot of love 
A chronic kidney disease 
That comes with no ease 
Getting stuck with needles 
Getting blood drawn 
In and out
Out and in
It can affect the Skin 
Leaving all kinds of bruises 
And dark spots 
You my diaylsis friends  will never be forgot 
Let's put our hearts together and hold hands 
Make this disease better if we can 
How can you get checked 
If you feel something is wrong 
Do us a favor get checked on
Yes it can affect your urine 
Maybe even stop you from having children.
I don't know 
The more information I get for you 
The more I'll let you know 
Dialysis doesn't necessarily mean it's the end 
Just pick up where you left off 
You can still win

I wrote this tribute in honor of my mother 
Who is no longer physically here 
Rest in Paradise Beautifully my dear 
And to all if you feel like it gets Overbearing 
Let's honor dialysis and all that we have lost and those who are still fighting 
In honor of my mom 
Lets get 
Kozy for Karen
Written by Concetta Hardnett 
01/12/2025

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