Had my port surgery Friday morning. It was successful... I now have an arm port.
As soon as I got in there I told him I hadn't gotten any sleep and if he gave me anything I might go completely out. This would probably set off my sleep apnea and I would probably start moving around. "Just want to let you know, you have been warned.", I said.
He said we could just do a local instead, if I wanted... instead of a light anesthesia (or twilight). I agreed saying we could always go deeper if we needed.
He gave me the local... and as usual when I get numbed... I started giggling. I was trying so hard not to shake. I had everyone laughing. They're not used to this kind of reaction. It made for a very light and fun surgery for all.
He measured out the line by inserting a wire first, he did mention something about my vein being *something* (I can't remember the word he used, but it wasn't good). Said it was probably because it had been messed with before. *This is the same place I had a port back in 2005.* He threaded the line in, but for some unknown reason, it was a little short. He thinks he knows why, and he would have to start from scratch if he took it out, he tested it and it worked fine. Said it didn't quite make the last bend, but that would give it less reason to kink.
I asked him if he felt confident that it would not be a problem, because if so that's great and I would trust him on it. But if for any reason he felt that a problem of any sort could arise from this... I would be that person, that WOULD be me. That's just how my life goes. He said he felt real good about it, he tested it, and it works just fine. We shall see!! *crosses fingers*
He did say there was a small blood clot at the site where my PICC line had been. He did not seem concerned at all. But I was a little... I had my PICC line removed on July 12th. So just how big had this clot been to still be there now. Figured I needed to call my oncologist as soon as I got home. Since I didn't have any anesthesia they could let me go fairly quickly... and I could walk out instead of being wheeled.
When I got home I called the nurse line and left a message: "Had my surgery, it went fairly well, now have an arm port. While looking at my veins with his machine, he noticed a blood clot at the site where my PICC line had been. He said it was a small clot and he did not seem concerned, but I wanted to let Dr. Olajide know just in case she wanted to increase my Coumadin a little for awhile. If so, just give me a call. Thanks."
It wasn't long before I received a call back... Great catch, that was a very good call and the doctor did indeed want to increase the Coumadin from 1 mg to 5 mg daily. She also wanted me in for labs next Friday to check my INR levels. Thank you very much for calling that in. We should put you to work. *See, I do know what I'm doing*
I heard three different times by three different people today that they should put me to work. Two at the hospital this morning and once by the nurse who called me back. *pats self on back*
Not much pain, just a bruised kind of achy pain... Tylenol takes care of it. Very tired. I napped for a few hours after.
Got up around 11 am Saturday, then napped later in the afternoon for about 1-1/2 hours before being rudely awakened by CJ. I was so out of it. He was looking for my car keys... which dad had because they had gone up to my house, mowed the lawn and got my washer & dryer.
Got up and went out for dinner (mom made mexican), visited with CJ & Bethany. Then Seri came over, dad took her shopping at Kohl's.