Yesterday, I had a day at Massey. And when I say “a day”, I’m talking a FULL day.
My appointment was at 8:45. but I had to arrive early enough to have my port accessed and blood work done.
The plan was this:
* Wake up by 5:15 to bring Jeff to work so I can have the car.
* Back home by 6:15 to go back to sleep for a bit.
* Wake up at 7:30.
* Jump in the shower.
* Have a bite to eat and take my Dex at 8:00.
* Be dressed and out the door by 8:10 to arrive by 8:25.
This is what really happened:
* Woke up at 5:15 and brought Jeff to work.
* Realized as I was leaving the gas station that with gas prices what they are, $5 is not even 2 gallons, will need to stop again.
* Went back to bed with alarm set for 7:30.
* Woke up at 6:55 needing to use bathroom - updated alarm to 7:40.
* Checked clock at 7:25, decided that I would get up early if I checked the clock again before alarm went off.
* Checked clock at 7:55 and realized that alarm did NOT go off.
* Choked down dry toast to take my Dex.
* Jumped in the shower and tried to quickly wash.
* Got dressed and rushed to gather all my things I needed to bring with me.
* Left the house at 8:40.
* Got to the car and remembered that I needed more gas and that there are no gas stations between my house and the highway.
* Found a gas station a little past the highway on-ramp, was done pumping at 8:55.
* Called clinic and explained that I was running late.
* At the point on the highway where I was supposed to veer left to I-95, ran into a MAJOR traffic jam so took a quick exit to avoid.
* Took the long way and got kinda lost.
* Arrived in the clinic to have my port accessed at 9:45 - only one hour late.
This set the tone for the day.
I knew I was seeing my doctor, having my catheter changed, getting chemo. What I didn’t know was that this would take over five hours. Three hours of that was catheter related.
My doctor came to see me relatively quickly, and was very helpful and encouraging. She made my day by saying that I would have a CT-scan in two to three weeks to see how things are progressing. I have SO been waiting for this! And the other good part is that the scan will push back my next chemo by a week, which will mean that my schedule will cooperate with my cousin’s wedding in June without me having to ask for a postponement! Yay!!
She agreed with me that my catheter pains (burning, irritation, general ickiness and hurting) could be caused by two things: 1.) when they changed it in the hospital, they went from a size 16 (like a medium) to a size 18 (like a large) because I was peeing around my cath, but the peeing was likely caused by a blockage and not the cath being too small; 2.) I may be getting irritation from the latex even though I’m not technically allergic to latex. She took my suggestions and decided to change to a non-latex size 16.
In my head, this would only take 30 to 60 minutes. In reality, it was more like three hours. Because of the obstruction in my Urethra Franklin (such a good response, I had to reuse that one), I requested that they use Lidocaine Gel to lessen the pain when they inserted the new catheter. But the clinic is an outpatient center, and not technically a hospital so they don’t have Lidocaine Gel just hanging around. They also didn’t have a non-latex catheter on hand. My nurse spent so much time running around getting supplies and collecting apparatus that I had time to take a few refreshing naps.
The next part was to remove the current catheter. I was thinking this would be relatively easy, just deflating the reservoir that keeps it seated in my bladder and then gently pulling it out. In reality, this hurt like we were pulling part of me out by the roots. I was in tears and no matter how much time went by, the pain didn’t seem to dissipate any. It was awful! And then, of course, this made me nervous about having something else shoved up in there.
But the Lidocaine helped and my nurse helped me relax, so having the new cath put in was actually not too bad. The painful part was having the reservoir inflated because that added pressure to my bladder. It’s weird because this cath is clear so I can see what’s going on in there - which will be helpful if I encounter another blockage, but is almost on the verge of TMI. But I was peeing good and things seemed to be working fine, and I was now ready to go for chemo.
Chemo took less than an hour, and I was able to leave the clinic by 4:00. I had a few stops to make on the way home and then I could take some pain killers, enjoy my Wendy’s double stack (no cheese, plain, ketchup and mayonnaise only), and spend the rest of the evening on my couch. Jeff got a ride home so once I walked in the door I was free to just crash out.
And do you know what? By 8:00, my catheter wasn’t bothering me any longer, and I could already tell that this one will be more comfortable. SUCH a relief!
Now I am ready to sleep sleep sleep my days away. Next time, I promise to finish the saga of the washing machine with the all-too exciting Spin Cycle!
Until then, thanks for reading and supporting! Much love!!!