Despicable Minion movie
NOTE: This post is said "tongue in cheek".
Last five days have swirled by. After getting "Roger", my port, put in on Monday, I went to the oncologist's on Tuesday to be filled in with all the specifics of this type of cancer. I am at Stage 2a. Not bad. Could be worse. Then they decided to put in my first round of chemo. Since the port site was still kinda tender, they applied a patch of numbing stuff for about 30 minutes before doing the procedure. But, OMG, when they took off the bandage that had covered the spot (or rather, SPOTS) were the doctor had made the incision (or rather, INCISIONS), I was rather shocked.
Sorry, I kinda sprung that on you without any warning. UGLY!! In the middle of the picture, you can see a thin white line. That is the scar from my first port in 2013, which was done by my wonderful surgeon, Dr. Robert Brimmer. At the time, I guess I didn't realize what a rock star surgeon he was. I just took it for granted that a nice neat, single, thin line was all that was needed to put one of those things in. Well, this guy who sliced and diced me on Tuesday is no Dr. Brimmer. There is an extraordinary long cut for the port, and then he sliced above it and ran the tube from the port upwards then turned it down into the vein near the heart. I can actually feel the tube right under my skin. It's like a plastic straw that is laying under a table cloth. (poor comparison but that's the best I can do). This picture was taken after some of the swelling and the bruising had faded. Really a sloppy job.
But better times were ahead. Thursday I spent much of the day with my dear, oldest friend, Betty Coleman from Missouri. We had a light breakfast at Panera's and talked. Then went to the historical society in our home town. She got to see the tablecloth that her mother and many of her relatives had embroidered their names on. Some of her friends and neighbors had signed it, too, including my late mother and grandmother. How cool!
Then we went for lunch at Cheddar's and then visited the Noleridge flower gardens before it was time for her to meet up with her husband to head home. What a great day and a blessing at this time. Thanks, Bet!
Saturday son Dan showed up from Minnesota, and helped Jenna and some of her friends do some landscaping at WoodBridge. I took Alec for a quick swing through town, where we hit several garage sales. We LOVE garage sales and got some fantastic buys. Hubby got the Bobcat out and hauled some boulders to the building and placed them at the bottom of a steep slope. It looks really good. Then Saturday night, we went to great-niece Kayla's HS graduation. That was a very nice time and got to see a lot of family members.
Then, today . . . well, I was pooped. I didn't make it to church, but sis-in-law Zonna and her husband stopped later and delivered a BEAUTIFUL handmade prayer shawl that a wonderful lady from church, Donna Thompson, had made for me. It is unbelievable soft! What a thoughtful gift. And I am usually chilly in church so it will come in handy. Thanks so much!
Can't wait to see what will happen this week. Talk to ya later.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL