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?