Port is implanted

Today I had the port implanted.

It actually did not start out so well. My veins are failing me in my left arm. Its getting harder and harder to find a vein that will cooperate. That is the whole purpose of getting this port, so it will be a no fuss no mus issue every time I go for an IV.

I got jabbed about 5 times today to find a good vein. I feel like the human pin cushion. Finally, one of the nurses saw some good veins by my wrist which I was hoping would go un noticed since that is a painful area for an IV. She zeroed in on one and went for it. It was not pleasant but like she said, she could try a few more and have them not work or go straight for that one and be done with it. So, in the end that was ok.

After that was done, I went in for the procedure.

My biggest fear was having to walk into an OR and climb on the table. Something about having to walk in there is....eery. I may be being a little dramatic about that, but I guess I am a wimp.

This time was not so bad. I guess sine it was not an actual OR and there were no "wings" on either side of the table to have my arms strapped down. My arms were kind of tied up beside my body, but that was alright. Not a bad feeling.

I had a plastic tent put over my whole head so I could not see what was going on. That suited me perfect. I don't want to see or hear anything.

They started off with the prophylactic anti biotics and then ran a sedative through the line. Not sure what it actually was but it seemed to work well since my legs stopped shaking and I became so relaxed and happy. I was pretty nervous. I asked for a little more of the sedative since I was hoping to pass out so I did not hear anything going on.

The freezing was then injected. That was a little painful but oh well. I told the Dr. that I have problems with freezing. When I had my C-section, the epidural did not freeze me. So, today to be sure, I got extra freezing.

I was lying there with my head turned to the right where there was a nurse there that is supposed to be there for support for the patient to keep me calm and assured that everything is ok. I remember turning to her, and well, that was it, I was out. The sedatives put me right to sleep and I don't remember much of anything.

An hour passed and I started to wake up. I do think I woke up a few times when there was a little pressure on my chest but fort he most part I was happily sleeping. When the whole thing was over, I was happy but actually missed my little relaxation time. I was totally blissful with the sedatives!! Some people go to the spa for relaxation, well, I go for surgery! It turned out to be just fine, I did not hear a word of what anyone said and I felt nothing.

I was in recovery for an hour. I did not need any pain killers nor did I feel sick to the stomach. Since I could not have food from about 12am, I was starving. I stuffed myself full last night and drank so much water I think I made a fish look dry.

I was given a really good turkey sandwich and milk, waited with my mother to be sprung and finally I was.

I started to feel like crap on the way home and was not sure if I would make it without puking all over my mothers car. I made it. Ran inside and downed a Metoclop anti nauseant and went and took a nap on the couch. I was just feeling extra crappy and crampy too because of my period. So, I was a ball of blah.

My neck is hurting right now. I am bandaged right up, probably looks worse than it is. I just took a T3 and watching Survivor and then I think its bed time.

The port is kinda neat. I got to see one before it was implanted. I should have taken a photo of it.

Friday is chemo again and I am very excited.

I pray that God will continue to bless the efforts and the chemo that is being given. So far I have so much to be thankful for. What would I do with out chemo, what would I do with out the port? My veins can't take it much longer and i am so thankful for this port.

I am still waiting on the Iniparib and I pray that there are no "glitches" in getting it. I am in total survival mode and I need it so bad.