Blog 1: Where Do I Even Start?. The first telling : Nyx wrestles with… | by Nyx Better Days | Sep, 2025

I am now 43 and tired, so it’s time to start this. You see, nobody has heard the full truth from my past, and my family needs to know this stuff — a life of good, bad, and the ugly all right here. So welcome, Maynard and all, we are about to go on a helluva’ ride!

“So today was crazy, huh, Maynard? People would never realize what it’s like to be the solid one and be in a damn chair,” Nyx said.

“What the hell are you even talking about?” Maynard exclaimed

“Well… it was a day full.”

“Nyx, you really aren’t starting this well at all,” Maynard bantered.

Geesh, maybe I should start at the beginning. But which beginning? Should I tell them how I ended up in this wheelchair? Or start with my kid? Should I dive into life with home health nurses, dialysis or being in kidney failure? Or maybe life before the chair — because no one really knows what that means.

Will my family think I’m just whining? Probably. I don’t want anybody to feel sorry for me — I just want them to understand, because no one really does. Even the most educated among them will learn something here. This is my truth. My trip. My final trip, really. How do I make sure they will see that? This is my last truth and I trust you’ll keep this all buried.

“There you go,” he said.

“Are you even real? I mean — really that was only a thought. I didn’t even say it out loud.” Nyx softly laughed.

“I know you Nyx — I know you well. We’ve been friends for a long time now… and what a long, strange trip it’s been!”

“Hey, isn’t that a song lyric? Just because this is for family and loved ones doesn’t mean you get to sprinkle that in. And… you didn’t answer my question.”