Today was supposed to be the first day of chemotherapy for me. We were up early…Den made oatmeal…I hydrated…we got there. I spent the car ride shaking and crying…calm was out of the question.
They had to do blood work first. This is where the trouble began…it took too long to find a vein for simple blood work so now I have to have a port. The initial thought was that I could get the port later but chemotherapy could start intravenously…unfortunately that’s not happening!
A port is minor surgery at the hospital. I am at risk a bit because I have to stop the blood clotting meds I take to prevent blood clots for three days prior to port installation. The risk is small but it’s one more thing to freak out over.
Anyway…right now chemotherapy number 1 is scheduled for Friday…Sept. 30th…I can’t believe I have to go through this all over again.
I am exhausted…literally so tired I can not keep my eyes open. When will I get my happiness back?