Reprieve

On my way to see the wound care nurse, I got a call from Radiology. They didn't have the P.A.S. port in stock. It has to be special ordered. This meant that my appointment to have the port inserted was canceled!

Yay! A reprieve!

I wanted to celebrate, so we went to McGrath's for lunch. Salad and fishermen's stew. Yum.

This gives me a few more days to recover from Abraxane and also from the infection next week. I'll feel stronger. It had been feeling like I was getting beat up - one thing after another. Yay! I may actually get some work done tomorrow.

The wound care nurse also felt that the surgeon needs to debride the dead tissue from the wound. It goes fairly deep into that lesion - about an inch. And, it's about an inch or more around. Dead tissue can be a nice place for bacteria to hide, so it's best to get rid of it. Maybe he'll also get rid of the dead tumor. Maybe I won't have as much of a dressing. Maybe I can actually wear something a little nicer next week for Puttin' on the Pink. I see the surgeon tomorrow morning. And, see what happens.

It may still be months before this thing heals. But if it gets smaller, I won't mind. Not one little bit.