Surgery

Oh my, today I had to go to the hospital for my mediport placement.  Let me tell you for a quick out patient surgery it was very difficult.  It's only been 4 weeks since I found my lump and here I am at the hospital being wheeled down the hallway toward the surgery room.  Tears were flowing down my cheeks as I watched the lights in the ceiling wiz by.  I'm getting a mediport and I really don't even know what it is.  I mean I do know but I'm so confused.  Why is all of this happening?  Dr. Wilkinson said that the mediport is where the nurses put the needle in for my chemo treatments.  And that the port is better than using my veins for the next 16 weeks.  The thought of getting a mediport makes me ill.  But the thought of getting chemo upsets me.  But then again, chemo is suppose to cure me, take the cancer away so why wouldn't I be pro chemo?  I guess I'm afraid of the unknown.

So once I got in the room.  They had me count down from 10 to zero.  I never got pass 8.  Before I knew it I woke up in recovery.  My upper right side was sore and I was starving.  Ken came in and I felt so much better to have him there with me.  All I wanted to do was go home.  Monday will be here soon enough.