And the treatment begins!

I had surgery to place the port for chemo on Friday, September 16, 2011. Getting INTO surgery was quit the ordeal.....you know, the waiting game at the hospital. Although I did find a friend and a confidant, a nurse that worked in same day surgery that had been thru this very ordeal herself three years ago.

What a fabulous way to pass time! While the anesthesiologist was starting the IV, me and my new friend totally ignored him and discussed my future! I find that where ever I go, someone has been there, and done that! Ladies of all ages, but I must admit, it's hard to hear from the ones that are younger than I am that have been down this road already. So sad that so many of us are facing this younger, and younger. Kind of makes you wonder what we're doing wrong. :(

Straight out of surgery I headed to meet my oncologist. (You know, last year, last month in fact, I didn't even know what an oncologist was.....how pathetic is that?) Dr. Wallentine and I are going to become good friends...even if he doesn't want to! I get to see him on a regular basis.....yippee.

Tomorrow morning I'll be pumping chemo drugs in my body. Not a pleasant thought. I did find some comfort that came in the form of an essential oil from some friends in our ward. Frankencense.....miracle oil. I have a story that no one but my family and friends that saw me after surgery would believe. And, if it's good enough for the Christ child.....well then, it's good enough for me!

Here's hoping I can back up my" smack-talk" I posted earlier about "going thru Hell before the devil even knows I'm there!" I hope it's a short trip thru hell!