Port

Port has many meanings. It is a class of very sweet wines, mostly dark-red; the left side of a ship; a data connection area on a computer; a geographical area that forms a harbor; the raised center portion on a bit for horses; and an opening, as in a cylinder or valve face, for the passage of steam or fluid.

I now have the latter. The procedure went well. The ironic thing is that it took 3 tries to get an IV in to place the port so I won't have to have IVs anymore. I now have a bulge right underneath my right clavicle. I hope that my clothes will cover it up. Though, as a friend said, it's not like people don't already know what's going on, so why try to hide it. :-)

I didn't go to work today as it's pretty sore. I'm planning to work tomorrow, and then will start round 4 of chemo on Thursday.

Since I haven't had chemo for two weeks, and am pretty much done with the cold, I have an appetite now. Friends gave us a really nice gift certificate to The Flagstaff House (a REALLY NICE restaurant), so we figured now would be the time. We can celebrate both our birthdays in high style as well as the good news from the scan.

Thursday it's back to the new normal.