I wanted it out the minute they put it in. I hated having this foreign plastic port in my chest. They ( Dr's, Nurses, Fellow port friends) said it's the best thing to have for chemotherapy, save your pretty veins. So I did it (under protest) & today was the day to remove it!
I got up early , got my nails done and bought a pretty dress. Stress before Surgery equals fancy things for Michelle to feel better. This pink-nail-cute-dress thing to calm my nerves lasted 5 minutes.
The nurses & Dr was great except they said one thing that I will never forget..."Oh you don't need to be knocked out, you won't feel a thing. How about a Xanax and a fun numbing shot". Please, Please.......I was begging..Knock my Butt out!
The Xanax was a joke, Numbing the area never worked and it hurt like hell! Ladies you will understand this.... It was kind of like walking into a bar looking totally gorgeous and just as your about to order a delicious Cosmo your friends 3 inch heel steps right onto your freshly manicured toe! Got it...felt fantastic.
From the mouth of Paul... I have been De-ported!