Once in the room, he removes his coat, and I see it then, a heavily distended abdomen. Based on the shape of his socks, I’m assuming his ankles and feet are swollen too. “Clyde, I know you weren’t keen to write down your medical history—especially in front of the camera—but do you think you could tell me about any major health issues you might be facing?” “Yeah.” He hangs his coat on a hook and turns to face me. “I’m in kidney failure, and according to the white coats at the hospital, that’s pretty major.”
