Home Sweet Home
Posted Jan 1, 2009 1:10pm
Yesterday was a long and blessed day. I had Apheresis at 9:00, which my aunt DeeDee came up for, then I went to get my permacath removed. Apheresis was once again very tiring and I slept through most of it, but it was my last treatment. I hope the last one period, but the last for the moment at least. After that I was taken straight down to special procedures, where they removed my permacath. Since I didn't have it that long (10 days or so) it was not too big of a deal to remove. All they did was numb me up with Novocaine and then pull it out. The tricky part is to stop the bleeding once it comes out. Being on blood thinners makes this hard to do. The doctor that pulled it had a really hard time getting it to stop bleeding, I think he applied pressure for about 45 minutes and it was still bleeding. It was a strange feeling, he put A LOT of pressure on it, to the point where I about passed out. He told me to sit up more to stop the bleeding and when I did it opened the wound again.
I finally made it back to my room and my friend from work was there. I was really excited to see him, he is the only visitor I have had from work. While he was there they had to put a 5 pound sandbag on the wound from my permacath to get it to stop bleeding again. (It is still oozing by the way.) THEN, the doctors and a few nurses came in to tell me the GREAT news that they were going to send me home if I was ready! Of course I was ready, but apparently I was not as excited as they had hoped. I think I had been in there so long I had to think about if I was really ready to go home and take care of myself. But once I thought about it for a minute I was ready to go. I just have to give myself shots of the blood thinner Lovenox until my blood gets to the therapeutic range again.
Mom and Cheston picked me up when they got off work. I was so good to see them. Mom and I came home and did some stuff around the house and got me settled in. Cheston got home from his brothers about 10 and we semi-celebrated the New Year. I laid in the bed and Cheston drank a glass of champagne. Big night. Anyways, it is good to be home and once again I thank everyone for their thoughts and prayers and hope you had a great New Year's Eve!
Much Love,
Kinsley
Living as a 28 year old with a chronic illness, no job and three, sometimes more dogs. Even though I have had it rough the past few years, I have committed myself to living life to the fullest, and taking time to enjoy the little things. I thought Living the Life was a good name for my blog because I AM Living THE Life, even though it's not the ideal one.
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