Ok, so maybe not really becoming a cyborg, but getting stuff installed into your body does seem kinda cyborg-like to me. Today's big excitement was a trip back to the hospital to get the port installed for chemotherapy. While this is obviously minor surgery compared to what I have already been through all surgery is terrifying and don't let anyone tell you different. It was somewhat comforting that each nurse I spoke with laughed about how minor this one would be in comparison, and one even called it 'cake'. It was definitely much shorter, and I woke up feeling alert, not dizzy or nauseous, and my only real problem was a desperate desire to go to the restroom, which I was not allowed to do for thirty minutes (I know, TMI, but for those of you going through similar circumstances I just thought I'd share).
Home now and resting, though getting comfortable is not coming easily. One more hour until I'm allowed more pain killers so hopefully I'll be able to sleep after that.
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