Day 1 done.

Today wasn't too bad--but it definitely wasn't fun.

I got there at 9am and spent the next couple of hours waiting around. I had an IV put in sometime around 10:30, but then waited around for another hour or so before I was wheeled off to have my new port put in. This little procedure puts a wire, and then an IV line directly into my jugular. Get this...they didn't put me out for that! Just a little local anesthetic. Let me just tell you--if you have to have an IV line inserted into your jugular, get all the pain meds you can before going in there. It was REALLY uncomfortable, like someone is rubbing a chicken bone up-and-down the inside of a tube in your throat. At least twice, I believed the masked knife wielder had poked into my esophagus. Blegh!

Luckily it didn't last too long and within a half hour, I was being wheeled back to my temporary room to receive the chemo. The chemo was fine. Any nausea that I felt came from the soap operas on in the background as the afternoon went on. ;-)

I left the hospital around 5 and I'm now enjoying the pain-free experience of oxycodone.

Ah, yes--something else! Something terrific and touching...while I was waiting for my procedure this morning, my case worker from Lister's office came by with a gift bag for me. It was from Lady X! She sent me a fun and beautiful scarf and personal note of encouragement. What a very special lady. I want to send something back, but how do you thank someone for potentially saving your life?