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Unicornkisses
9 years agoMember
Had my portacath inserted yesterday under general anaesthetic. Not too traumatic, I lay on my arm and hand all through presurgery time, as you all advised, to make the veins stand out and it worked beautifully, the anaethetist was most impressed when I told him what I had done and saw a lovely choice of veins.
The portacath feels really weird though, I can feel something in the base of my neck when I swallow, and there are weird feelings in between my breasts and beside my neck. It is too sore to feel the actual port yet, but I can see the big lump.
I am sure it will settle down quickly and I will get used to the sensation, just now it feels really violated.
I dropped into the Oncology dept of the hospital after the surgery, to see if they had any EMLA patches (they didn't have any in stock, advised me to go to the chemist) but I was met at the door by a young man wearing a pharmacist badge who asked if I was due I today, I said, "no, next Monday" , and he said "oh, are you Jennifer?"
My husband and I were a bit blown away by the fact that he knew my name. Reassured, but a bit spooky.
Apart from the dragon who mans the front desk or the day surgery desk depending in the day, everyone has been super lovely and very efficient and helpful.
so I start Chemo on Monday.
I look forward to crossing each treatment off the calendar, and imagining those Chemo warriors chopping through the nasty cancer cells, and leaving them exploded on the ground like in a video game.
The portacath feels really weird though, I can feel something in the base of my neck when I swallow, and there are weird feelings in between my breasts and beside my neck. It is too sore to feel the actual port yet, but I can see the big lump.
I am sure it will settle down quickly and I will get used to the sensation, just now it feels really violated.
I dropped into the Oncology dept of the hospital after the surgery, to see if they had any EMLA patches (they didn't have any in stock, advised me to go to the chemist) but I was met at the door by a young man wearing a pharmacist badge who asked if I was due I today, I said, "no, next Monday" , and he said "oh, are you Jennifer?"
My husband and I were a bit blown away by the fact that he knew my name. Reassured, but a bit spooky.
Apart from the dragon who mans the front desk or the day surgery desk depending in the day, everyone has been super lovely and very efficient and helpful.
so I start Chemo on Monday.
I look forward to crossing each treatment off the calendar, and imagining those Chemo warriors chopping through the nasty cancer cells, and leaving them exploded on the ground like in a video game.