The Implant

Last Friday I went in and they put a port into my chest. It's a catheter that is under my skin and goes directly into a vein and it is where they will administer the chemotherapy. That way they don't have to stick me in the veins every few weeks and risk leaking the toxic chemicals they are putting in my body or risk that my veins will soon say enough and collapse.

I have to say by far this is the creepiest thing I have had to go through to date. I feel a little like I have stepped into a sci-fi novel. I now have the implant and "big brother" can track my every move. I know, not really, but it's creepy and pretty damn sore.

Six days and counting to chemo.