That is how I feel today, along with being emotionally drained. I had my PICC line placed today, and that was not fun. It didn’t hurt, but it was a little more work than I was told.
When I made the appointment last week, the nurse told me that it would take 5 minutes. Ok maybe the actual placement takes 5 minutes, but the entire procedure is about 45 minutes. So of course I was late to get Asher, who was sitting next to the door waiting for me when I got there. Insert sad music.
Anyway, I am depressed today for so many reasons. Mainly because I go in for my 5th chemo tomorrow, and now that I can’t shower normally for another month or so. Maybe if I’m lucky I’ll get a break for a few days before my surgery, where I can wash my hair normally and not have Glad Press N Seal over my arm. A gal can dream, right?
So now I have tubing hanging out of my arm, and I am terrified that if I move weird or a kid grabs it, that it will fall out. Oh, the nurses warned me this could happen. Their advice was to not push it back in, DUH. I have cancer but I am not stupid. It’s like I am starting a new gang with a constant bandage on my arm, I’m so cool. I’ll call myself the Bandageitos.
I have a confirmed surgery date of September 28th at 6am. We are on the books with my surgeons, so relieved and scared. The good thing is that I know it will suck for a few weeks, but then I know it will be better from there. It is a strange way of thinking but it is what gets me through. They wanted to do my pre-op on the 21st, but I said no. Why? Because I am DETERMINED to take Asher to Disneyland for his birthday!
Lastly, I just tried to drop off all of the baby carriers to send to South Africa. Of course there was a hiccup there. The store that I went to was a UPS only store, and I need a Fed-Ex. I didn’t have time to go to a different place, so another week of waiting to send. Why would anything go right today?
Hope your day is better than mine!