It's a Mousey kind of Life

Port inserted

Today did not seem real. Like something that was happening to someone else.

I got my port put in today to receive my chemo. I had to be at the hospital at 9 in the morning and didn't get back home until 4. No one before today gave me any indication that this was going to take all day.

So I spent most of the time flat on my back in a hospital bed. They sort of told me what was happening as it was happening but for the most part I was left in the dark.

I got told two main things before I left the hospital:
          Be sure you call and tell Dr. Hanna that the port was successfully inserted so they can begin to schedule the chemo as soon as possible.....
          Do not take a shower until at least tomorrow and be sure to stay away from the port when you do....

It's fine I guess. It is just they covered my neck and both my shoulders in iodine. By the time I got home it was dry and sticky. I move my head and my neck feels almost like velcro.

I don't know. I keep telling myself that my life shouldn't center around this cancer.

Just when I think I got everything in hand something comes flying in from left field to screw with me.
I had a driver all set that had been a gift from above, I swear. I called her and texted her and everything was going smoothly. She wasn't even intimidated when I didn't know all the details of my appointment.
Today after getting home from this appointment I was told my insurance won't cover her. Stupid Humana.
It would cost me $15 a trip to keep her on.

DOES THE UNIVERSE EVER UNDERSTAND THAT I CAN BARELY AFFORD MY MONTHLY BILLS????

I definitely believe that money is the most evil thing on the planet.

Oh well. I'm going to be home alone tomorrow. Maybe I'll have the time to relax and get a grip on things again.