Well I wasn't able to cancel this procedure [would have been the third time], and finally went through with getting my power medi-port surgery yesterday. My veins are so uncooperative at this point that it is simply impossible to get an IV in. That meant that blood infusion were on hold, as well as any pain treatments or surgeries too. Very annoying when your disease decides to cross arms and snub it's nose at you.
I couldn't 'will' my veins to be cooperative for the doctors no matter how much I tried. I prayed and meditated often about it. Heck, I even tried to give my veins a good talking to, but no luck :-(
Yes, it feels like this is a big reality check of how much worse my health has become, and I'm not happy about it. But a new spark friend reminded me the day before the procedure to keep my eyes focused upwards, and not myself (thank you!).
Thursday morning I still wasn't thrilled about the procedure but I had peace about it. I knew that all would be okay. That was fantastic.
Ethel might have won this battle, but I intend to win the war with her (you're going down girlfriend, DOWN I tell ya!).
Ok, I'm talking to you ladies here. Everyone has body parts that are uneven, right? You know them talking about here. One foot is bigger than the other, one leg is longer than the other, one boobie is is bigger than the other… (don't lie, you know this is true!). Ha! Well I asked the doctor if I had a choice on which side my Medi-port would be placed, since I preferred one side to the other for the reason mentioned above. Might as well even things out up there if I had the chance! Oh my goodness did I get a laugh out the surgical team for that. Hey, a gal's gotta ask right? Unfortunately I didn't get my way (Hrrrumph), but that's ok.
Today I'm pretty sore, but happy it's over. My chest kind of looks like the contents of a medical supply closet. I've got dissolving stitches, steri-strips, tape, gauze, and what looks like globs of dried crazy glue in areas. It's like the German chocolate cake of medical supplies if you will - a little bit of everything, ha ha!
I got a gift with purchase after coming home too, when I noticed that I had this fantastic New Jersey tan all over my chest and from iodine (fun!!). And the nurses must have forgotten to remove two of those heart monitor sticker discs on my chest. Sidenote: isn't it the weirdest feeling when you wake up with stuff stuck to your body and know that other people put it there? Creepy creepy!
I'm supposed to lie low for the next few weeks. Like, waaaay low. What is that, low-rider low? Barry White low?
But you better believe that I am already trying to figure out how to be semi-active during my low-rider downtime. Maybe I can fit in a mini squat or two soon. Can't let this slow me down!
Thank you for the prayers and well wishes. I felt them, and still do!
Too bad I can't keep that Jersey tan...
Happy Friday everybody!