Can you believe I am scheduled for a port flush already? It doesn't seem like it has been 6 weeks since my chemo, but it has. On another level, it seems like a year has gone by. I swing into the infusion center, filled with joy. How blessed am I to be working and relatively healthy! How wonderful that the routines and conventionalities of the world of this clinic seem foreign and strange to me now. This is good!
The faces are the same, and I smile and chat with a freedom that feels good. Once again, I remark that it takes way longer to set up for a flush than it takes to do a flush. And sigh with relief when that wonderful tinge of red makes its debut in the tube. Yeah. All is well and all is well. See ya! (yes, in another 6 weeks for chemo, but we won't mention that today).
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