Oct 2nd
It is an early day today 5am wake up. We have to be at hospital for Port implant for 7am.
What it is:
Where it goes
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I am not nervous, my first experience under the knife went so well, they seem to know what they are doing, honestly I am more worried about chemo as ones response to that varies soooo much from person to person.
So we arrive, restroom please :) yes I went before we left home and have not had anything to drink or eat since 7pmish the night before.
OOps we ended up at the wrong building for the surgery. In my yessing confirmation telephone call I did not catch that I was going to a different place then where I had the first one. Luckily the buildings are only minutes away, but we will be officially late now. Back to the car dang we had such a good spot this time too. Hubby still refuses to use the valet and this time I get the see if we had scenario of why it was a good thing we did not.
Arrival to the proper destination 7:15ish....again oops, and restroom please. Hubby is like really? Uhm yes must be nerves.
We are in for prep, same as before buh-bye clothes, however they are not banning the jewelry!! Keeping my rings this time.
Hubby is with me all the way up until I pretty much get on the surgical table, so much different then the last time. But I am hoping they have a good size room for him to pace, although I am pretty much ok with this procedure, he is nervous and at one point did not see the need for me to have the port installed.
I did........I am the one they are making unsuccessful holes in.
Without too much gory details, I am awake when I go in now happy calming meds yet. They tape cover, expose, attach, etc everything needed for a successful procedure and then I am drugged into a tolerable state of mind......sigh......ready. Awake through the whole thing, as they verbally checked on and off that to make sure that I was comfortable.
Then before you know it I am done stitched and exiting the operating room looking at the clock the whole thing was about an hour ( not including prep time or recovery of course)
Then I am being wheeled out to wait for that large blue eyed guy to show up. There he is all relieved looking. Tried to tell him it was just a routine procedure......but a part of me loves that after all this time, he still worries so much.
~Ed Sheeran~
"Lego House"
http://www.lyricsmania.com/lego_house_lyrics_ed_sheeran.html
I am not nervous, my first experience under the knife went so well, they seem to know what they are doing, honestly I am more worried about chemo as ones response to that varies soooo much from person to person.
So we arrive, restroom please :) yes I went before we left home and have not had anything to drink or eat since 7pmish the night before.
OOps we ended up at the wrong building for the surgery. In my yessing confirmation telephone call I did not catch that I was going to a different place then where I had the first one. Luckily the buildings are only minutes away, but we will be officially late now. Back to the car dang we had such a good spot this time too. Hubby still refuses to use the valet and this time I get the see if we had scenario of why it was a good thing we did not.
Arrival to the proper destination 7:15ish....again oops, and restroom please. Hubby is like really? Uhm yes must be nerves.
We are in for prep, same as before buh-bye clothes, however they are not banning the jewelry!! Keeping my rings this time.
Hubby is with me all the way up until I pretty much get on the surgical table, so much different then the last time. But I am hoping they have a good size room for him to pace, although I am pretty much ok with this procedure, he is nervous and at one point did not see the need for me to have the port installed.
I did........I am the one they are making unsuccessful holes in.
Without too much gory details, I am awake when I go in now happy calming meds yet. They tape cover, expose, attach, etc everything needed for a successful procedure and then I am drugged into a tolerable state of mind......sigh......ready. Awake through the whole thing, as they verbally checked on and off that to make sure that I was comfortable.
Then before you know it I am done stitched and exiting the operating room looking at the clock the whole thing was about an hour ( not including prep time or recovery of course)
Then I am being wheeled out to wait for that large blue eyed guy to show up. There he is all relieved looking. Tried to tell him it was just a routine procedure......but a part of me loves that after all this time, he still worries so much.
~Ed Sheeran~
"Lego House"
http://www.lyricsmania.com/lego_house_lyrics_ed_sheeran.html
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