Tough Night

I had a tough night in the hospital last night.  About 1 a.m., I noticed my port was leaking where they were putting in chemo.  (Any leaking around a needle is bad news, this I have learned.)  So, I called my nurse, she shut off my chemo, and started calling other people into the room.  I think the fullest I got was 4 nurses and one doctor, conferring over what was to be done.  Did I mention this started at 1 in the morning???

By 315 or so, it was decided that no damage had been done by chemo poison leaking into tissue it didn't belong, so IV team nurses were called to re-stick me and start all over.  By 4 this morning, chemo was running again, but no one was content to let me rest while it pumped, so I was checked on every 30 minutes or so by either a doctor or a nurse.  Disastrous sleep (more like no sleep) ensued until 8 or so, when I finally gave up and decided to be awake for the day.  

I believe there were visits by 2 more teams of doctors before breakfast or coffee could be consumed.  Notice here that coffee is considered a separate meal, more by necessity than anything else.  Debby came down to the hospital (she was in town with her family to see the new baby and take her two youngest to camp) to help me understand any special instructions because I was afraid I wouldn't retain anything in my sleep-deprived mind.  What a gift!  She got me home around 230 this afternoon, and I showered and slept blissfully for 3 hours.  Mom is here now, making sure I am taken care of until Judy comes for the later part of the week and my last dose of chemo this round.  

Pray for me that I don't have any lasting side effects from the leaking port going forward.  If there are complications, it could cause infection, which could lead to needing to replace the port, which would mean another surgery.  I am hopeful that will not be the case, but I would appreciate your prayers for this as well.  Thanks!