My dear sweet readers,….
I would like to share some of my journey with you.
First, I want to thank all of you who were so kind as to not only comment, but to pray for me….and are continuing to pray.
God is leading me on this journey and and I have His assurance that He will never leave me.
I listed all the initial details in my post ‘July; My Journey Begins.’
And now I want to share with you a few steps along the way.
If you know me at all…you know that I like to joke and kid around.
So one of the first things on the Doctor’s “to do” list was to get this “HUGE”….(ok, it is not huge) but it is a rather large “Port’ implanted just beneath my skin on my shoulder.
This is to allow the Chemo drip to go through the port rather than poking holes in your arm or leg with needles.
You just use a needle directly through the port.
When the Operating nurse showed it to me …my eyes turned into saucers.
She said…”Don’t worry, you won’t feel a thing.”
For the record, the port is about the diameter of a quarter but about 3/4 inch thick and with a “tail” that looks like my Iphone cord.
As I was wheeled into surgery….I am chit chatting with the OR nurses.
At one point, one of the nurses draped a “covering” over my head and she asked me if I could see out to my left through the little plastic window.
I said yes, but why would I need to see out.
She said because I will be talking to you during the procedure.
I stammered a bit and said, I thought you were going to knock me out.
She laughed and said..well, not completely “out”….
She added….”we call that ‘Twilight’…we can still talk to you and you can talk to us.
I looked at her as if she had two heads and said…
“How about pitch, black…Dark Night…none of this twilight stuff.”
And she just laughed and went about her prep business.
When I was wheeled out of surgery, I was asked if I wanted something to eat.
Now, you are talking.
I said yes, I was rather hungry.
A steak would be nice.
But then she said, “I have a microwave and canned soup and styrofoam cup to eat it out of.”
On second thought…I’ll just wait until I get home, but thank you anyway.
Part 3 tomorrow.
Hugs and Blessings.