I know I sound like a broken record, but I dread having the catheter installed tomorrow. I associate it it with evil things, like poison being dumped into my body. This won't be the case with this line, but I can't seem to get beyond the many annoyances this apparatus brings with it. The only good thing about having a line is that I won't have to be poked with needles for a long time.
Marty will take the day off and escort me to the hospital. Then we'll probably do lunch before seeing my oncologist. Except for my eyes, I've been feeling pretty good lately.
I totaled our medical costs for 2010 and arrived at the sobering sum of $11,300. We'll deduct this from our taxes, but with little income, it won't amount to much. Maybe a hill of beans.
Fortunately, I have some good drugs to numb any discomfort I feel once the anesthesia wears off. It's usually not too bad, but then I'm usually in the hospital after this procedure, getting ready to tank up on the toxin. There, the drugs flow freely and since you have nowhere to go and nothing to do, you can slip away to a place where there's no pain, where leukemia doesn't exist.