Lucky you, lucky readers, X woke me up at 4:30 this morning, giving me just enough time to type an update before I head out at 6 AM to get my mediport placed this morning.
X is still suffering the effects of whatever he was suffering from.
He had a bloody nose at 4:30.
Since I decided to wake up anyway he’s now hanging out, watching cartoons, along with the dog and the cat.
In this household, time really has nothing to do with when everything wakes up.
It has a lot to do when I get up.
As soon as I move that leg out from the covers I have the dog nudging me, following me around for food and to be let out.
After a while, Josie the cat, gets brave to ask for what she wants.
Then she just gets irritated she has had to wait and stands guard in front of my coffee maker meowing, trying to make it clear that I will not have my coffee until she gets her water.
I don’t think so.
All the meanwhile, Xander is bouncing around and I feel ill.
I have heard some mumblings about X having the swine flu.
I want those mumblings to stop now.
That is a very, very scary idea.
Whatever he has, it’s nasty, and I will admit I am scared.
This would certainly warrant a hospitalization for me.
That just doesn’t fit in my schedule right now. I have plans. I need to keep things moving.
The illness has torn through my parents, brother, sister, her entire family, Lexi, and has now moved onto xander where it will hopefully stop.
It will not be kicking my ass anytime soon.
That is not where it’s headed next.
But it would be appropriate. It would be the story of my life, seeing as both Anna and Dr. G are on vacation next week.
I thought once they graduated and accepted their position they had their beepers surgically implanted into their forearms.
I know Dr. Alyea did.
Anyway, today is mediport day.
I love mediports.
It is like a security blanket for cancer patients.
I now know any hospital anywhere will be able to have central venous access in an emergency.
No more poking and pricking to find IV sites.
There is a lot less pain involved where there is a mediport.
The tracts in my antecubitals can disappear again.
All it takes is a simple procedure with conscious sedation.
I will be getting fentanyl and versed today.
It is one of my favorite combinations.If you ever wondered if my narcotics clouded my judgment just a little bit, I can assure you versed makes me throw all caution to the wind.
Some people do drunken dials in their twenties. I do eprazolam emails.
It tends to bring the wild side out, kind of like tequila.
I am hoping my dad will keep me under wraps, but that has never been his strong suit.
I am sure, if he has a choice between controlling my silly instincts and letting me loose, he’s going to instigate me to let loose.
I guess we’ll see what happens.
After this morning I will just have a little round disk under the surface of my skin with a line threaded directly to my heart to send any chemotherapy or medication I need through.
Who knew the simple things could make me feel so secure.
And of course, Sen. Judd Gregg is in Salem today hosting an open forum on healthcare.
As usual, it was announced at the last minute.
I would love to go see him. Actually, of all the political representatives I would like to meet, he is at the top of the list.
Sen Judd Gregg has represented NH for a very long time and is really the loudest republican voice in health care reform.
His role in the upcoming changes intrigues me. I hope to get a better picture of where he stands soon.