Well this morning was just awesome. I woke up with pain in my arm, and apparently my port has an infection. I immediately go to the amputation again, but not really. But kinda. It was red and hot to the touch, both indications that it is infected. I have been trying to get an appointment with the surgeon who put in my port but no one was getting back to me.
I immediately emailed my NP, because that is what you do when you have cancer. She said she would call in meds for me and asked if I have a fever. Thank god no fever. Fuck me. I had plans with Jamie today and I was NOT cancelling! We have had these for literally a month and I miss her so I went to the mall. I couldn’t tell if it was hotter than balls in there or I was getting a fever, still no fever.
I finally got to the outpatient surgery center this afternoon, and the doctor immediately said that the port needed to come out. Uh, I have two more chemo’s scheduled. I don’t want to fry my veins! I don’t care, the port is coming out.
So out it came this afternoon, and I will have the next two infusions either via IV or a temporary IV they insert a few days before my infusion. This was NOT what I had in mind today and it really threw me for a loop. I was alone at the surgery center and was kinda freaked out. Of all days for my nanny to leave early, my mom was watching the kids for me so she couldn’t come be with me.
I have to go back Monday to make sure that the infection isn’t getting worse and hopefully gone. This just sucks, plain and simple.
So my day was absolute shit, and to top it off I need to find a new nanny. Hope yours was better than mine! Have a drink or 10 for me.