Post Op

So.. the world collapsed the day before yesterday (also known as Thursday). I Talked to my nurse and she really wanted me o go to Denver. She made an appointment for me to go the next day (also known as Friday) to Denver and get the port removed. My Dr here in town was a little upset... he felt they were stepping on his toes. But after that stress, I decided I should write in my blog and say what was going on! But.... Bresnan phone and internet was down. It went down at 8pm Thursday and didn't go back up until yesterday early evening!

So we went to Denver yesterday, Mom, Ryan, and I. I was scheduled to get a PIC line at 1pm, then they would remove the Hickman. We got there at about 1030a, and they were able to get me in early. So that was nice. We saw Sondra and Dr Bull, and they said it was best to get it out mostly because I am allergic to all of the good antibiotics.

I go back to get the PIC, and find out that there is no anesthesia for either part of this. I am a little worried. The Dr who was preforming this procedure tried 6 times on the left arm and 2 times on the right. It hurt so bad!!!! She said that each time she went to put the guiding wire in the vein it would collapse. After the second try it hurt like hell, after the third I just cried. Finally 2 hours later, they decide to go through my neck. Still nothing for the pain. After they finally get that in, Sondra switches the medicine to the new line. I told her it was hell and that I didn't ever want to feel that again. After she leaves, I ask the OR nurse if it was going to hurt when they take out the old cath. She said I won't hurt at al, and I told her that was good, because I couldn't handle any more painl. Well, how they do it is they stretch the skin around the foam piece under the skin and pull. It hurt like a bitch. I cried out, they stopped, and FINALLY I GOT PAIN MED!!! And after that it came out no problem. I get to go back in about 2 weeks to get the new catheter placed.

I was so ready to give up. I had reached the end of what I can handle. I never want to experience anything like that again. I mean WHY cant they give pain meds? Or the medicine that you get with an endoscopy... still awake without remembering or feeling.? I told Sondra never again. I will never hurt like that when I don't have to. She wasn't pleased, neither were Mom and Ryan.

Well, we came back last night too. But first we ate dinner. Guess where...! CASA BONITA!! Ryan said he had never eaten there! It was fun! I think he had fun. Mom and I did!

Well, I am tired. I have been through a lot. I am gonna nap now.