I had my port (Hickman catheter) removed this morning at the hospital (7 a.m. appointment, arrgghhh). It was done under a local anesthetic by the same interventional radiologist who put it in 4 months ago. Quite uneventful and should be healed within a few days. I no longer look like a Christmas tree! These days feel like I am, oh so slowly, returning to some normalcy and it sure feels good. (Howie, I have always considered myself ,"Mr. Common Sense, a Man of the People", so I don't know what you mean by I don't know what is normal.) I commented to Susan over breakfast this morning (3rd time we've eaten out since Wednesday night--making up for the last 6 months) that I thought we were getting along even better than we did before I was diagnosed. Her response: "well, that's because you're nicer Dan." We laughed as I responded, "oh, you haven't changed at all as a result of the last 6 months." Having been forced to confront what is really important in life, it seems we have no ability to argue or even disagree about the smaller things. Or, maybe I'm just nicer, as Suz suggests. Have a great weekend everyone. Love, Dan
P.S. to Jaike: what are you smokin?
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Even after so many years, I can remember Susan's laugh. It's a great one, isn't it?! You two have a great weekend! Love, Lynne
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