Today is port day. It’s daunting to me because it’s a “procedure” where I’ll be put to sleep. The worst part, I can’t eat or drink and the procedure doesn’t start til 2:00. This not eating or drinking before a test or procedure is getting very old. By the time I get to the hospital, I’m SO much fun to be around. Last time I begged for the drugs so I could forget about food. Mallory was thrilled to be my escort.
After the port is installed, I won’t be able to shower for a day or so, I will be in pain for a while (yea!) then can’t lift for a few days (bummer?). I will have the port for the duration of the chemo so I’ll learn to love it.
I’ve said this before but I truly am marveled by the times we live in where science has made things easier for us patients. I’m also still humbled by the outpouring of love and support from everyone. My little book is getting full and I’m having to put elastic around it to keep it closed. I still take it with me and during wait times, I flip through and it brings me joy. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Here’s hoping your day is as blessed as mine.