They say you shouldn’t send things out while still on sedation drugs, but since this isn’t a work email we’ll just ignore that!
Just finished getting my port (named Natalie Portman by a friend). I was a little freaked about this procedure, despite it being the least invasive one this month. My tumor is in my chest, so anything in that region makes me a little nervous. Veins in general used to freak me out (probably because there are movies where a tiny bubble is injected into someone’s IV and they die-this is not how it works, which I know from asking at least 6 nurses during my stays). This fear was inconvenient for someone with a blood cancer and I’ve definitely adapted quickly, and really getting the port was no big deal.
As I was wheeled in the procedure room, Home by Edward Sharpe was playing. It’s a happy song for my sister and me, and the soundtrack of many parties with my Harvard St roommates in DC, so that was a good start. Then I got to pick the music for the procedure. I was basically high and singing to Beyoncé for an hour with only a vague idea that someone was cutting into me. And since I was never really asleep, there was no panic attack later, so wins all around.
Nico went home sick-I’m sure he is racked with guilt because that’s how he rolls, but we are fine here and he has to keep those germs off the chemo floor!
So my tiny mom is in charge of the wheelchair and her grouchy, basically drunk daughter, who definitely outweighs her and hasn’t eaten in a while. If you know me, you’ll know that hungry, tired, drunk Nora is basically the worst person you’ve ever met, so I’m trying to rein that nonsense in.
But we’re ok! We’ve got a couple of hours hanging at the hospital, then onto oncology for my infusion.
Your Mom is the most patient person I know -so I am sure she will do her best to get you to your next appointment in good shape. I am very relieved to hear that the port event went well. I’ve been thinking about you all morning-and the thoughts of you singing to Beyonce make me laugh. On to next step –
I feel like I can hear you reading this aloud to me right now! So glad to hear that your reaction to today’s first procedure went better than you expected. Keep it up, drunk, tired, hangry Nora!
I can only imagine a tired, hungry, drunk Nora (well, actually, I’m sure I’ve seen her tired and hungry), but if she’s anything like the girl who wrote this, I bet she’s a hoot! Glad things went as well as they did. Sorry that Nico is sick.
p.s. You and your mom are rockstars. I would have passed out.
I’m sooo glad it went well! I wish we could see you tomorrow, but after Florida.
I think Nico deserves to get sick–although not much fun for him–he’s been through a lot too! I’m glad your mom can be there. Love, love, love
Thank you! We’ll see you soon!